New Year's Abecedarian

After the midnight countdown chorus, Bubbly pops and spills on floor, Characterising how life is for us: Depicting wastrels at the core. Even with high profile charity Folly remains preferred mode: Gainsaying, with verve, deserved parity His Love amongst the needy sowed. Insensitive, most of us will dine, Joking through poignant appeals: Kicking back with a lamb roast and some wine; Lapping cream as some child’s sores beal. Maybe this year we’ll be more aware: Nod to homeless in the street; Or perhaps even pretend that we care: Pretend we don’t think they’re all cheats; Queering the system with their deft ploys. Recalibration required: Shift from cynicism to goodwill’s joys To reclaim hearts which were inspired. Undo the years of tainted sorrows; Validate the soul now mocked; Wash from minds the shallow values X-box age has thus far imbued. Yield to He for so long blocked: Zeitgeist for now and all tomorrows.