~ a poem
It’s Christmas O church bells
Don’t ring for me
Life’s an empty dream
Only birds are free
Blue skies so vast
Green trees so tall
Human desires so many
And this life so small
One may rise to sky
Or runaway extreme far
Sorrow grabs by the collar
Gives many a scar
All work done is pointless
Pointless is all ambition
Surrender thyself to the Supreme
The Doomsday shall surely come
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