Literature
To the World
To the world,
Let my words be heard on this night.
I do not want to revel in material delight,
I just wish for those less fortunate than myself to be happy come morning's light.
To the world,
I care not for jewels and silver, and platinum, or gold.
All that I wish, for those who are young and those who are old,
Is that they have shelter from the fierce, bitter, cold.
To the world,
I do not want to wake and see presents under a decorated tree,
I would rather know that the homeless children are in safe company,
Rather than shivering, huddled close, in a filthy and forgotten alley.
To the world,
I know you may not believe me because I am so y
