I do say "Sorry";
My want of sincerity
Drags me down again.
Cynics must show wrath;
Still, we need to overcome,
With our utmost might.
Never go to ask someone
With sincere solidarity;
Fiery replies make us burn'
With serious frivolity.
None can help you, never will they;
This world's too complex;
Disgraced must be you to say,
If you do reflex.
......
Is Christmas ‘bout celebrations?
Its joy… result from gifts?
Or is it just remembrance of
A birth that caused some sifts?
Is Christmas just about me
My family, my kids, my life?
Or should I look beyond myself
And labour to end strife?
......
Millions of legs, tight and stout, step out
Of their weak doorsteps
With their empty but mighty hands;
They never shirk working anywhere,
In any way, or so many ways
In any circumstances
Melting even Dallol, the hottest
With their cool-mindedness
Or heating even Oymyakon, the coldest
With their hot blood.
......
Is Christmas ‘bout celebrations?
Its joy… result from gifts?
Or is it just remembrance of
A birth that caused some sifts?
Is Christmas just about me
My family, my kids, my life?
Or should I look beyond myself
And labour to end strife?
......
Cynics must show wrath;
Still, we need to overcome,
With our utmost might.
Let the sunshine come
And illuminate each life,
With kindness and peace.
I do say "Sorry";
My want of sincerity
Drags me down again.
Never go to ask someone
With sincere solidarity;
Fiery replies make us burn'
With serious frivolity.
None can help you, never will they;
This world's too complex;
Disgraced must be you to say,
If you do reflex.
......