Christendom Poem by nimal dunuhinga

I hear in my dreams a far away church bell tolls and a choir.
I see the Christmas tree decorated in every house.
The Christians are very happy in the month of December.
They are commemorating Christ birth.
Their chromatic hearts bring the chromatic scale all over the season.
Though I am a Buddhist I have my regards and respect at all for the infant Jesus because you are a human being my Lord!
I admire the Jesus Christ and I grow my beard as yours
But it never comes like that.
And I try to smile like you but it’s not similar to your smile.
I too carry my cross towards the graveyard but I feel that your cross is heavier than mine.
Judas is still accompanying in different surnames.
I am sorry not only one my Lord!
There are thousands who camouflage as saints and make pitfalls to the scapegoats?
The brothers are very cruel nowadays and they kill each other for borders and boundaries.
Some they go to Mars for searching new lands.
Anyway I do respect my Lord!
Christianity a religion based on teachings of Christ.
But I wonder why some they scattered into different groups?