This is a narrative poem of the Christmas story written in dialect. |
Wake up all you people and lend us your ears We have a super,strange story,that yo neva hear in years. It’s such a strange tale,aint sure what to believe It strange more than the time dem say a snake did talk wid Eve. SOLO: A SNAKE DID TALK WID EVE? Shh! Way back up inna heaven,befo there was any sin Befo these terror stories,vice and evil did begin. The Father,Son and Holy Spirit come up wid a plan Dem siddung on a council to find a way for man. SOLO: SO WHA’ ‘BOUT WOMAN? Shh!Well Dr. Luke, him did tell me about a young virgin Dem say she nice and dainty,it aint seem she ever sin. Say an angel come and tell she,here is where drama begun, De angel tell dis Mary, she will be pregnant wid God’s son. SOLO: GOD HAS A SON? Shh! She fiancĂ© Joseph was about to married she Den she tell he how she pregnant.Joseph thought’”ADULTERY!” SOLO: WHO SHE SLEEP WID He decide to dump she forthwith and hope nobody will find out Dem could stone she dead in dem days if anybody run dem mout’. De angel went and talk to Joseph in him dream An’ tell he not to worry,things were better than they seem. He tell him marry Mary, everything will be just fine Dem had one big wedding,on milk and honey dem did dine. Den the emperor decide to see if he getting all him tax. Him decide to count the people,though he already on dem backs. Dem had to go places from way dem ancestors came Mary had to travel far,far in her state,O what a shme. SOLO: WAY SHE GO? Shh!TO BETHLEHEM!! On a little donkey back she ride. On de rugged and rough country road, wid Joseph by she side Noboby even had a room for dem to rent that night Dem knock on every door,dem say ,”we full” o what a plight. Den somebody took one look at her sad and tired face An’ offer dem some shelter,if u see de dirty place! Was a hole in some crude rocks where all de animals does sleep The mooing cows and donkeys,goats and smelly sheep. Dem had no bed to lie on,de place was filthy bad But Joseph fix some sleeping place wid de lickle that he had. Him tek a cow feeding bin and heap um up wid straw An’ spread some strips of soft,nice cloth,the cutest crib you ever saw Den he and Mary,dem lay dung on de sweet,yet prickly hay De lickle Jesus boy was born dat night a so dem say. SOLO: WHO TEND SHE,DR.LUKE? Shh! Angels sing one song to shepherds as dem dey a watch dem sheep Dem run up to de stable an’ stan’ by de door a peep. Some wise men say how dem see some big and new bright star An’ follow,bringing precious gifts from lands far,so far WHA DEY BRING? Sh!! Dem give he gold and spices and precious incense so rare WHA KIND A GIFT DAT DEM NEVER HEAR ‘BOUT PAMPERS AND… Shhhh!! Dem give dem gifts to kings dem days so dey tell me so me hear. Me decide to follow dem to catch more a de story, De shepherds say when de angels sing dem see glimpses o' God’s glory. Well me tek a lickle walk behind de lickle crowd An’ peep inna de stable,see Mary sitting proud She rocking de lickle baby boy,de heavenly chile De donkeys,sheep and cows look on ,me swear say dem a smile. Me watch de scene for quite a while den tiptoe out de view Den run come tell de story dat me now a telling you. God’s son come dung from heaven,dung to earth to be born In a cold and dutty stable on dat fus Christmas morn. SOLO: GOD HAS A SON?? Shh!! He come to save all a we from we sins, dat same lickle chile Rocking in him mudder arms so lowly and’ so mild Him love embrace we planet north,south,west and east God sen’ him to save we,to bring fo all a we PEACE!!! SOLO: GOD HAS A SON? Shhh!!YES,HIM NAME JESUS!!Let’s go spread de story everywhere. SOLO: WAIT FO ME!!! SHHHHH!!! Yo go wake up de picni!! WAAAAA!!! HEE HAW |