Slouching Towards Bethlehem

For day 22 of the PAD challenge. Poem that "takes a stand."

and here we see the natal
star to guide their way, some

thousands of years elapsed and--
still we wait for him--how

hard for her, alone, in a strange
country, and she so young

in a desert land, so far from
mother, sister, aunt, a number on a form, to

be registered, and still he is
remembered, in thought and word and

deed, though spat upon, reviled,
the star still shines