Because of Mary,
All class,
All castes,
All hierarchical systems are now undermined.

Because of Mary,
The world can no longer categorize someone
As being worthless
Or worth less than somebody else.

Because of Mary,
The Christmas story is for little ones
And the poor. 
The victims of bigotry and bullying...
All who are looked down upon,
All from whom less is expected, and, therefore,
Less is given.

Because of Mary,
The reign of numbers is at an end.
The reign of statistics is finished.
The reign of seeing the world's population
As "objective projections" is over.

Because of Mary
Nobody is an "it,"
Everybody is a "you!"
The reign has begun and
Every person is precious!

Because of Mary,
God says that Jesus
Isn't the reason for the season.
God says you and I
Is the reason for the season!
We are all the reason!
No one is left out!

Because of Mary,
Christmas is for those who are 
Oppressed,
Rejected,
Neglected,
Forgotten.

Because of Mary,
Christmas is for
The nobody's,
The cyphers,
The non-persons.
All of those judged to be
The great misery in this world.

Because of Mary,
God has knocked
The queen and the king 
Down to size
And put a Nobody
On the throne.
So that the world
Will now proclaim:
"Blessed are you among women."

And Mary
Comes this Christmas,
Not riding on a donkey, 
But in a twenty-five-year-old
Broken-down Buick,
Driven by her chronically 
Unemployed boyfriend.

You can pick her out. 
You know what she looks like.
You've seen her,
Haven't you?
Holding a cardboard sign
On the street corner
Surely you have seen her.

So,
Brace yourself.
There's a birthquake coming!

Because of Mary