a poem - A Thousand Promises

A Thousand Promises

A thousand promises have been uttered,
But yet all promises have been altered.
The promises are the empty talk,
The true destiny balk.

Each new year, the thousand promises have been made,
But after few days, often forgotten their shades.
The promises have been dumped into the bin,
And human fall into daily routine spin.

Then, human blame God for their gluttony,
and live their lives in agony.
They ask God's justice,
But their lust has been enticed.

When they pray,
Their mouth foul with their prey.
Their hearts are a bitter spring,
Their words are just barren chanting.

When their worship,
The true God has been skipped.
They worship their lusts,
They bend everything that is just.

O how human eat their fellow,
Squash the meek like marshmallow.
The strongest will rule,
While the rest must follow like a mule.

They follow their ambitions,
Desire of exhibitions.
Running daily in a rat race,
Eating crumbs in a maze.

The sins tint the souls,
Rotting the purest well foul.
Torture the weary,
The life has been tarry.

Their hearts are seeking solace,
Finding the truth is their base.
Their heart ache for freedom,
Out of their meticulous boredom.

However, there's a promise uttered,
The fulfillment has been mattered.
Love will be the balm,
Hope becomes the psalm.

Bring joy to weary,
Soothe the teary.
A hope has risen,
A Bethlehem babe chosen.