I’ve written my letter and sent you my note,
he’s bound to see just what I wrote,
its not a lot but I’m sure he’ll see
that all these things are not for me.
Dear Santa, please may I have a big box
of peace, homes and hope along with my socks,
a jigsaw of food for all empty hands,
and drinking water in all of the lands.
Please will you take those who harm kids,
and put them in crates with very heavy lids,
and all those leaders who are pow! power mad
please, stop them because they are so very bad.
Please, stop climate change injustice,
regrow trillions of trees and lots of ice
help all people everywhere to finally see
that plastic does not belong in the seething sea.
Please Santa, we are so very very stuck,
and we turn all God’s beauty into muck.
I am afraid that everything is going to pot,
place in my stocking all of this lot.