Kings
by Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918)

The Kings of the earth are men of might,
And cities are burned for their delight,
And the skies rain death in the silent night,
⁠      And the hills belch death all day!

But the King of Heaven, Who made them all,
Is fair and gentle, and very small;
He lies in the straw, by the oxen’s stall—
⁠      Let them think of Him to-day!

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