Dear Santa
All
I want for Christmas is to see the twenty-fifth.
If
I’m being really honest, it’s my biggest Christmas wish!
The
Mayans and the Hopis all predict our end is near,
They
have made my season, so far, quite devoid of Christmas cheer!
If
I could have my heart’s wish, and have it truly come to pass,
The
world would keep on turning through its celestial, star-filled path!
Mankind
would end its fighting and its cruelness to our earth,
And
find some way in daily life to put each other first!
We’d
set aside our differences, and all our cults and creeds,
And
focus on the surest way to relieve the world’s needs!
We’d
make sure every baby, every child, and every man
Was
honored and respected in every culture ‘cross the land!
But
if it’s true, and life will end as ancient people said,
And
all of this won’t come to pass because we’ll all be dead,
Then
there’s no harm in starting NOW and doing what we can,
To
help improve the earth and skies and love our fellow man!
For
just one day, and then the next, and so forth, on and on,
If
we can love our earth and kin, a whole new world will dawn!
So
Santa, maybe I misspoke on what my wish would be.
I’d
rather have a peace-filled world and have it start with me!
Peace
on earth, good will to men.
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