By Dan Muhlestein

False hue,  
Pernicious White  

Which, seeming  
To reveal the best,  
The bright, the spotless bride,  

The rest in Jesus--Believers' right--
The newborn babe upon whom light from Heaven's star  
Did fall when pressed the Magi first his lips upon the breast  
Of him whom nations would call Blessed ,  

Doth really but conceal the scorn  
Of Universal Unconcern for man  
Or beast or ship at sea  

Or Christians' prayers  
Or pagan's plea.  

Dan Muhlestein