Charlie said:
Christ climbed down
from His bare Tree
this year
and ran away to where
there was no Microsoft
and no Steve Ballmer promising to deliver
shareholder value
by pushing unwanted upgrades to
a Windows Vista full of useless shit.
Christ climbed down
from His bare Tree
this year
and softly stole away into
some anonymous Mary's womb again
where in the darkest night
of everybody's anonymous soul
He awaits again
an unimaginable
and impossibly
Immaculate 64-bit Conception
the very craziest of
Operating Systems
---
that's very sleek
so earthy and smoky
very flinty
--
Backward, turn backward, O time, in your flight,
Make me a child again just for to-night!
Mother, come back from the echoless shore,
Take me again to your heart as of yore;
Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care,
Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair;
Over my slumbers your loving watch keep:--
Rock me to sleep, Mother - rock me to sleep!
Come, let your brown hair, just lighted with gold,
Fall on your shoulders again as of old;
Let it drop over my forehead to-night,
Shading my faint eyes away from the light;
For with its sunny-edged shadows once more
Haply will throng the sweet visions of yore;
Lovingly, softly, its bright billows sweep;--
Rock me to sleep, Mother - rock me to sleep!
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