The Kings of the earth are men of might, <br />And cities are burned for their delight, <br />And the skies rain death in the silent night, <br />And the hills belch death all day! <br /> <br />But the King of Heaven, Who made them all, <br />Is fair and gentle, and very small; <br />He lies in the straw, by the oxen's stall - <br />Let them think of Him to-day!<br /><br />Alfred Joyce Kilmer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/kings-4/
