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Holy Day


I’ll pray to call on the deity of fire
As my loved brethren fete this holy day,
One that lets men forego each grim desire
To joy with colours in a blissful way.

The deity that’s invoked will hear me say:
I want my wants and wishes burnt and gone;
Ready am I to give what I own, pay
Sound sums even to be joyous each dawn.

This would mean I should awaken each morn
With a smile and succumb not to my whims,
For enough of pain is already born
Getting pleased in acts that must have been trims.

Let the fire engulf the darkness that bides
Inside my mind where thoughts have dwelt as tides.

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