Bronze (Johnson)/"One of the Least of These, My Little One"
"ONE OF THE LEAST OF THESE, MY LITTLE ONE"
The infant eyes look out amazed upon the frowning earth,A stranger, in a land now strange, child of the mantled-birth;
Waxing, he wonders more and more; the scowling grows apace;A world, behind its barring doors, reviles his ebon face:
Yet from this maelstrom issues forth a God-like entity,That loves a world all loveless, and smiles on Calvary!