It is mid december and I am sad

We wait for you Jesus your mother tells me not to cry
She told me a long time ago that men will war forever
Or until they hear the bell of peace inside their holy place
she came to me often in my lonely time and invited me
to put my head on her lap and be comforted by holiness
these tears roll down my cheeks so easy these days wet
sad tears of grief for this world of ours that war and war

I know the wise sage said think only on peace and love
let go fear rage grief and ponder only the peace of life
Turn of  all the sorry faces of  hungry  children who
cry all the television ads for world vision who want cash
so you will never see the poor eat out of garbage dumps
where you can live in peace and not think about them
if only my faith would let me live in blind indifference

No I will go to the refugee camps with  what shall I take
When they live with nothing only the clothes on their back
What shall I take tell me what do they need an one way ticket
Yes I will give them all a ticket  home again to familiarity
If only it were that simple for guns and war is  all the rage
gangsters and hoodlums and silly dressed up dolls empty
Return to us the love and peace we used to know return now