The Rift of Sacredness

When Christ was born when souls were saved is it that date I meditate! A trampoline of hesitate all up and down acoustics rate consumerism runs irate! The children whisper "don't be late" It's still the please zone in rebate! As rhyme to rhyme configurate the need for joy within ones state! So sorry, I commiserate go out and just do celebrate we're fools for action's remonstrate! and still commune . . . . and complicate!