A New Kind Of Christmas Whats under the tree for me, do I have to wait until Dec.25th to see? not many are worried about holiday cheer, gifts are expected, thats made clear Stress levels are high, which tree to choose fake or live? light the outside with bright pretty lights, while turmoil erupts inside Suddenly your credit card becomes your boss tells you , go ahead and get not what you need only what you want A feast is prepared for family and friends, if youre a stranger youre not allowed in, deck the halls with lots of holly, he echos, dont be sad be jolly as he left his wife and kids, to meet up with Molly Some proclaim their love for Christ, then make racial jokes all through the night, no matter if youre black or white it doesnt make it right! Missing Women and Children whos disappeared from love ones and the face of the earth, while their abductors help with the search, thieves of packages and alike lurking secretly in the night, hold on to your life tight On Christmas Day, near by, as the children played the good men in blue, ordered the homeless to pack up their cardboard boxes and be on their way, Hey Hey, Hey! Let me balance this poem, by mentioning some good things people who try to be Christ like do, They - serve at a homeless shelter, to make the less fortunate feel a little better They - drop some blankets off under the bridge they wrap a couple of dinners and a few goodies out the fridge and a few new toys for the kids They - Send out Christmas cards, which make good company for those really alone, just the thought that someone thought of them, at all sometimes is enough They - Treat their neighbor as a friend, they shake hands promise to let all the hard feelings end They - React to the devastation they see, instead of thinking why should I care its not affecting me? They - Teach their children to share, to not look away to really care, to offer help, not laugh To - All who share, who doesnt pretend the suffering isnt there, That good man up there,close by him hes reserving your chair!!! Heres - A short test for the rest, if asked and you own up to any of these negative truths,This Christmas, like all the rest, you have missed out on too! Poet:Tina Marie Clark Copyright 2013
Posted on: Mon, 22 Dec 2014 00:40:41 +0000
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