When I was a kid, I used to think that Christmas means gift, gifts and more gifts,
And then I thought that it also means food and foods and more foods,
Not to mention the endless fountain of drinks with different flavors.
Childish, selfish and satisfactory.
And then I grew slightly older than when I was a kid,
And I realized that apart from gifts and foods and fountain of drinks,
I am supposed to greet everyone joyous holidays and happy new year,
With the obedience of singing them Christmas medley until you are dismissed.
Then I grew to be a big kid, older than the slightly older kid,
And I learned that you are supposed to share the foods and drinks
With the less fortunate ones, like your puppy and the kitty
But at least you get to keep your gifts.
And then I grew up, slightly older than the big kid
And I saw that world is such a horrible place, filthy and noisy
And that Santa is just a fiction and that sock with gifts are not true
And so I just wept for me and you
And then when I was truly older land I was no longer a kid
I realized that it makes a truly kindred soul to be compassionate
And that the world could be a better if you make it a happier place
Just like as it is childish, selfish and satisfactory
And then when you are truly, truly older than the older kid.
Christmas would mean foods and more foods, fountain of drinks
With Christmas medley, sharing it to the less and equally fortunate
And the best part, you still get to keep your gift and gifts and more gifts!
Monday, December 17, 2007
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