Not Another Christmas Poem

Remembering those forgotten, during the holiday season.

It's Christmastime

And the line-ups

Are three deep

Snaking throughout

The store.

And yet

A sense of emptiness

Prevails

Among us.

As if

We have sold

Our souls

For base trinkets.

Soon discarded

When the shine has

Worn off.

Ignoring those

Whose needs

Are unmet

For various reasons.

Except

When shamed

By others.

Believing

A donated can

Or two

To the food bank.

Will appease

Our conscience

Until next time.

While scorning

The physical element

In most needing of

Re-inforcing.

By giving

The precious

Of all gifts.

A person can give

To another:

Their time

Compassion

And hope.

Bringing light

In what

Has become

A season of darkness

And despair

For too many.

Reviews

[MomzillaNC]

Pointed words.

NOTES: I believe you meant: "conscience"

[therisa]

True, Momzilla, but something that society needs to, be reminded of. And thanks for the correction.

[MomzillaNC]

yw :)

[Ghost of Jupiter]

I was drawn to this write because I have to admit, I am quite disenchanted with this season. There are so many flaunting their jolly festivities when there are hurting and needing people around. What of those hearts who are mourning, lost, empty... This might be the best poem I have read this holiday... Call me the grinch but I guess that shoe would fit. Thank you for sharing this one.

[therisa]

Thank you, Kalypso, your very gracious words, to this poem. For the record, you're not a Grinch, just someone, who frustrated with the current social alignment. A voice, which is lost, in the sound of debit and credits cards, being wiped.