Early Christmas morning under moonlight
Cold starving children look up at the sight
No Chocolates, toys or presents full
There’ll be no Surprises in stockings of wool
.
No candles in windows no joy to express
Down in the slums they’ll not eat to excess
In a cold cell where torture is done
Prisoner of conscience has no where to run
.
Faces turn upwards looking at the moon
Will peace and good will be on earth soon?
Those that care but emotions can’t handle
Cry at the window when they light the peace candle
magical. Christmas brings out so many emotions. i write a lot about this time of year.
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