I saw three ships come sailing in
on my TV.
But had I seen?
No Boats –
they’d all been stopped
by signs pinned to the coastline
keeping safe the sovereignty of borders
over which we have
And in one of those ships three,
The Virgin Mary and her babe,
his manger swamped, sought shelter
but were turned away – there was
for them in this hotel
Australia – their Bethlehem –
to be among the counted.
Three magi crossed on that silent night
to greet the mother and her child.
all lights turned off to signal
They returned –
their gifts unopened.
In thesauri, politicians searched for words
to name the virgin and her child and finding
for homeless, uncitizened or displaced
on earth rang.
in heaven sang.
All the souls on earth needed
For there would be
I saw three ships.