A
Man’s birthday
It’s
Christmas and that Man is alone...
Cards,
hugs, kisses on the phone...
I
think He is sad despite the celebrations
Gifts
just gifts without innovations…
Alone
in a crowd, He looks for His name...
Nobody
announces Him. Talks are the same.
Garlands
and trees, shiny colorful balls;
People
up and down just crowding the malls!
Whose
birthday is that? Why people rejoice?
Oh!
The media announcing, there is no choice
‘Take
your gifts to your house!’
–
They only think of Santa Claus…
Most
of them know nothing about The Man, I guess.
They
drink and dance, yell and make mess.
And
The Man goes lonely looking over hills
Dancers
and drunkards spinning like mills...
…………………………………………..
Say,
look!
He’s
not far! He’s here! He’s everywhere!
He
lives and still cares for us somewhere!
He
has done His task and shown us the way.
He
was crucified , died to pay
Our
sins and faults. He gave us Salvation!
Guess
what! Yes, He’s Jesus... Forgive us, Lord!... Congratulations!!!
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