Christmas Tears
CHILDREN ARE HAPPY AT CHRISTMAS
FOR THEM IT’S A TIME OF GREAT JOY
AND MOM BRINGS LOTS OF NICE PRESENTS
TO EACH LITTLE GIRL AND BOY
FOR I AM JUST ONE LITTLE BOY
WHO WON’T GET A TOY
MY MOM CAN’T BUY ME A NICE PRESENT
OR A CHRISTMAS TREE
THIS WORLD IS HARD FOR SOME PEOPLE
ESPECIALLY A POOR CHILD LIKE ME
I AM JUST A POOR LONELY CHILD
IN A WORLD GOD MADE FOR US ALL
WHY SHOULD FEW LIVE IN RICHES
WHEN OTHERS HAVE NOTHING AT ALL?
MILLIONS ARE SPENT ON
GREAT WEAPONS THAT COULD END IT ALL MUCH TOO
SOON
OH HOW I WISH THAT ON THIS HOLY CHRISTMAS
MEN WILL GIVE UP THIS VANITY
AND START HELPING CHILDREN LIKE ME.
Copyright © Finney Ojong | Year Posted 2020
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