When a song is really a just a wild rant in polite clothing (the rant is now disrobing -- longish)

A few weeks ago, I wrote and posted this song as a rant against the religious types who rail against the Paganism and commercialism of Christmas, as a nice, friendly way of saying: "Yes, it really is all about the presents, and that's a good thing, you twits!" (of course, my reasons for believing it's good are all Pagan, so they probably wouldn't listen to me anyway. But it was something I needed to say).

Well, even though "The Christmas Season" is officially over, that song refuses to go back to its corner and go to sleep. It keeps telling me it isn't finished. It keeps insisting that I only ranted half of the story.

I got the "Presents are good, yes" down fairly well, but I think I left the point that "Giving is not better than receiving, dammit!" pretty foggy.

It's been a sore point with me nearly all my life, even when it's not "the season of giving." Maybe that's why the song won't go to bed. The fact is that being able to give something, whether it's a tangible present, or money, a bit of help, or advice, can bestow a sense of self-worth, and power. After all, it's proof that you have something to give.

But because I have a disability that's visible at 500 yards, lots of people seem far more eager to give to me than receive gifts from me. I'm in my 40s, and yet I've had workers in stores (notably Walmart, but also, bizzarrely, the local supermarket) try to press lollipops into my hands (People! I never liked lollipops even when I was 6!) . I've offered the space of the empty basket on the back of my wheelchair to fellow students struggling at a door with an armload of books, only to get the reply: "Oh, no! I don't want to be any trouble..." (If it were trouble, I wouldn't have offered, and it's not like I can outrun you, and steal your books). This attitude puts me in the position of being a perpetual child (or at least, it feels that way), and it gets old quickly.

Besides: "It's better to give than to receive" just doesn't make any sense. If everyone strives to be better, and everyone gives, and no one receives, to whom, then, are we giving? Receiving graciously just as hard as giving generously, and you can't have one without the other.

But I don't actually say that in the song, as it stands now. Here are the current second and third verses:

There is a new light shining in the dark
As fragile as a candle in the snow
Yet one small flame can light ten thousand sparks;
When passed from hand to hand, the Light will grow.

So when I fear the cold and darkness, too,
And sorrows seem to gather 'round my door
I'll open up my heart to love from you
And it shall light my way forevermore.
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"So when..." sounds like a conclusion to an argument -- an argument I don't actually make (maybe my mind is flinching away from the sore spot). I'm now trying to write a verse to go between those two -- one that expands the idea that giving is empowering and receiving is sometimes hard, and trying to make it all fit into 40 syllables.

Watch this space.

So -- writing that verse -- can't decide which is best.

Mission: to make the argument that "Receiving is often as just diffecult as giving, and is at least as important and good" in precisely 40 syllables with a vaguely a, b, a, b rhyme scheme.

I have three ideas competing in my head, but because songs must be concise, I can only pick one

[edit: Here is the complete song, as it would stand with the three different verses (As requested by brassfire). I've put the contending verses in bold; I've also finished the third option verse, and tweaked the last two choruses]:

( choice one )

( choice two )

( choice three )

So, um, which do you think works best?