They rejoice, 'It's a happy new year'.
For some, days passed and days came.
They who can't forget fear or tear,
with time tears dried up - is it lame?
They celebrate Christmas every year.
For some it will never be the same.
They who believed in Santa and his peer,
had their emotions bloodied in his name.
They make merry as this year will end,
putting a halt to the promises not kept.
Almighty smiles for the gifts He did send,
while devils in Hell did profusely wept.
Is it all just pitch black and shiny white?
What about shattered hopes and shades of gray?
The cream of society have used it's might,
to torment those who believe in Him and pray.
Prasenjit ©1997-2022
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