Dec 24, 2024
And when Santa wept, the grey rubble turned black. No joy was heard, no smiles were seen, no eyes were glowing. There was only death and destruction. There was only pain and suffering. There was only silence. No gifts to give. No joy to spread. No eyes to light up. And when Santa wept, the grey rubble turned black. No cheerful children’s laughter, No joyful playing around, No gazing eyes onto his red coat. There was only death and destruction. There was only pain and suffering. There was only silence. No gifts to give to the dead. No joy to spread to the dead. No eyes to light up because they were all dead. And when Santa wept, the grey rubble turned black.