rejoicing in the snow.
'Tis perhaps the finest day
London will ever know.
All the clocks have ceased their chiming,
just for this one day,
for Time can have his fancy,
tomorrow not today.
The external forces of nature,
will always conquer all,
to remind us that we're human
and it's not us who should rule.
It's the Lord's way of saying,
that we are each a foal,
and we are still His children
and it's Him who's in control.
but we all still try to cling to
the remaining shreds of power
and plough on through the day
and keep on building our tower
So the next time it starts snowing,
abandon your high- powered job-
your Lexus, your Lamborghini,
and praise Him for He is God.
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