A Chilling Winter
Is it really colder this winter?
Or is the world growing colder towards one another?
Shouldn’t it have been cooler rather than colder?
The sounds of machine guns held by men toting them have replaced those of snow guns…
Where snow blades should have been seen,
Bladed weapons are umpteen,
No church bells can be heard,
But they are simply tolling for the dead.
Men are not masked as Santa Claus spreading joy,
But rather the sickness by going around without masks with an intent to destroy…
Not yet another thrilling winter but…
Such a chilling winter! Such a chilling winter!
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