‘Twas the month of Malaysia, and all through the teams
A small hope of Christmas was inside our dreams:
Earlier mentions of Malaysian past
Made Noel seem a thing in contrast
To all we had heard. This Islamic state
Was lost. To our sadness, we accepted our fate.
We boarded the plane and arrived on the ground
To find there were silver bells hung all around.
Presents were wrapped and placed near the plants
This small little gesture made us all want to dance!
The start of debrief made our hearts very wary
Till the news of a noel-themed mall made us tarry
When we heard the whole story, our hearts they did flutter
And words of a Christmas-y December were muttered
On to the KL-GO bus we did fly
Waiting for Santa to come into sight
We stopped at the Pavillion, and all we could do
Was stare open-mouthed at the Christmas up-do
We laughed and we played and we watched Christmas shows
Cause a hint of US holidays gave us joy head to toe
I looked all around, felt the comfort of home
Then knew something was missing, Christ came to my dome.
The meaning of Christmas was lost in the mess
Of shopping and getting, just like the US
Once again it was changed; it all was selfishness
And a desire to pray came straight from my chest.
Please pray for Malaysia, their hearts are still dark
And Christmas with Christ around here is quite stark
While blessed in America with freedom of belief
The news of our Savior will be a relief
Merry Christmas, my friends, and Happy New Year too!
Give praise to the lamb, who laid his life down for you!
