[after Matthew 2:1-12]
Magi, they were, who knew stars' times and places:
and yet I thought I recognized their faces---
reprobates who had drawn Augustus' ire.
Prince; poet; and prefect who scribbled verse:
these have been commonly believed long dead,
each executed at the Emperor's
orders, whether commanded or connived---
at Alexandria, Brundisium,
or Philae. Yet, somehow they have survived,
and from their sentences escaped or fled,
to stand before me in Jerusalem.
Now I have graciously offered to them
luxurious quarters so they feel at home;
and, thus regaled, they will be more inclined
to tell me what they know and help me find
which child now resident in Bethlehem
dares to usurp my title, throne, and crown
(as if that would be likely). Once I learn
in whose household he dwells in that small town,
I will insist the three of them return
to be rewarded. I will keep them here
until I have reported them to Rome
as loyal servant of Caesar's empire.
For them, and that child, none need shed a tear.
Starward
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