Dear Santa

I may be as small as a speck of dust
In the vast, thick black night sky.
Deep in my heart I wonder
If I am a kid good enough
To receive a little gift from You, Dear Santa?

Hope for toys I don't.
Santa, may you give us a break
From the toys and candies and luxe
Just for once?

Santa, may You bless rains and beautiful sunshine
To the once bountiful regions on Earth
Now devoured with harsh weather and
Torn apart with cannons and gunfires.

May you shower the gift of life
Rays of hope
To the pillars of their nations, their states.
Only when their wings get mended
will they soar high up to the clouds above
And bestow the kind rains
For the world to change.

Santa, may you bless us
With pure heart and sound mindset
As they born gifts from gifts.
And with a pure heart and clear mind
Will we know our direction
And want nothing more than
The seeds of compassion and merry spread around.

Santa, may you bless the men
With a clear brain and soul
as good as Gold, as kind as You are
And may at least a few turkeys and cows and prawns
Get to rejoice and felicitate in this Merry weather
And not to be destined to a lifetime to suffer
Only to be on the plates for men to revere!

Santa, may thou bless us all this Christmas
and thou be blessed and merry too.