My Jesus, Mercy (standard:poetry, 93 words)
Author: Reid Laurence	Added: Jan 14 2010	Views/Reads: 2837/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
How do we celebrate the holidays and ignore the terrible effects of war and catastrophic global events at the same time?

My Jesus, Mercy 

Holidays will come what may 

They come, they go 

But hear this nay... 

That Christmas time 

And frills of folly 

Mistletoe and leaves of holly 

Dissatisfy the deeds and plan 

To run amuck the tyrant man 

Somehow he lives 

We cannot say 

For war, for lies 

We kneel, we pray 

But will there come a better day? 

We bury dead 

But still we say... 

A holiday must take its course 

But to what end 

In what discourse 

And to what end 

And with remorse 

A holiday must take its course 


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