1 Cor. 16:14 "Let all your things be done with charity."
Spirit of Christmas
Where has all the loving gone
in the hectic busy throng
of people scurried and buried
in the hustle and bustle gone wrong.
The spirit of Christ left behind
nowhere to find the peace
within my mind as all the souls
entwined by greed are blind.
Empty souls filled with hate
it's clearly too late as your fate
is sealed in a tomb with no room
for the saving grace to bloom
The spirit of Christmas shed
dead for the One who bled in
His word we were led away
from the dread that bears the dead
From where I stand my life is grand
the world is bland in no man's land
flames all fanned by the hate of man
it is with the love of Christ I stand.
The Spirit of Christmas will thrive
strive as I might to stay alive when
the peace surrounds me that I’ve
been forced from man to survive.