Christmas is a time in which we share
Our faith, and love, and hope, and care.
I believe each person has true goodness.
Hiding within, like a fruit- its sweetness.
The skin of an apple, enveloped in pesticide,
Shiny, yes. But bitter, like fried
Chicken overdone in rancid oil.
So much for looks, they’re just made to spoil.
Its curves, shape, colour, and shine.
We get so bought into it, we spend a dime.
Then touch it no more, we do not care
Even if the apple rots, we'll just get a pear.
But like the worm, we have to dig
Deep within to discover the fig.
And only then will we start to treasure
Every person in our life- not pain, but pleasure.
Sadly, in this world so torn,
We need this time so special and born
By a Saviour of ours, through his mercies bring
Happiness, and friendship. True suffering.
These are the moments which we dearly need,
Especially since we rarely feed
Our hunger for love, and forgiveness and peace.
Christmas please stay. With you, we’re at ease.
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