Not true!

Think about it. 

The rumours. 

The gossip.

The things said,

Behind her back,

Snickering,

Sneering,

Giggling,

Arrogant

And judgemental.

An angel?

Conceived by God?

A runaway?

A refugee,

Pursued by the King's army, no less,

A virgin?

A lie!

Under a dark cloud of ridicule,

Beneath the weight of rejection

And isolation,

His father...

Gone,

His mother,

Alone,

Brothers and sisters

Unbelieving,

God Himself

Enters the stage

Of history,

Writing his own story,

Revealing a life

Improbably divine.