Paul Collins, Contributor
IFyou had a wish this Christmas
whatever would it be?
So many things to choose from
the choice is hard you see.
Would you wish for money,
and buy a private jet?
'Fly go a farin'
To places you ain't been yet?
Would you wish for jewellery
or the latest trends?
'Bling bling bout de place,'
and show off to your friends?
Would you wish for cars,
Ferrari or deportee?
Which one would get heads turning?
No contest there I see.
Wish for endless food supplies
and have your fridge bawl out?
'Mi caan tek no more blasted food
hol it in fi yuh mout'
But think!
How 'bout an end to poverty?
Where everyone lives good.
Good clothes and shoes to go around
Living like we should.
How bout an end to war
and fighting all around?
No guns, no daggers, no 'half a lass,'
or midnight gunshot sound.
Wish for protection for those weaker
and have God hear their case
Take away anxiety
and with a smile replace?
How 'bout God's blessings for all your life?
Does that appeal to you?
To guide, protect and lead your soul
and show you ways so true.
I know what I'd wish this Christmas.
For four of the above
and with this rhyme I take the time
to spread to you Christmas love.
Paul Collins is a University student in London and one of several teenagers whose opinion will appear in this slot each week.
