Christmas Eve Poem by Suchoon Mo
Christmas Eve
Christmas Eve
this Christmas eve
three Buddhist monks go trudging
over the frozen snow
towards a distant Catholic church
in the darkness of starless night
for the bright midnight mass
their own temple is bleak and cold
and the dozing Buddha doesn't give a damn
- Optimum Poetry, August 2018 -
Friday, November 23, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: christmas
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5/3/2024 8:54:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I don't think the poem is in good taste. Faith is another name of love. There is no place of hatred in the life of a true human being. Thanks.