Sparks of hope in the eyes
Lit in tune for glory
Our little honour is growing
Under the speaking moonlight
They gather round to listen
To stories of our heroes past
Wars fought on different grounds
Apocalypse from its unending
torture
torture
Leaving our hopes unclad and
vulnerable
vulnerable
Celebrate with these ones
Show them love on this day
Take away their silent Christmas
Let the wonderful ho ho ho
Embrace their little heart
With ribbons of red kissing their
necks
necks
Feed them till farts escapes
Their little bum with laughter
Our hope must be revived
written by Tokede Daniel
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