Twas the Night Before Christmas

ANOTHER VERSION 'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the shack All the creatures were stirring; even the roaches in the crack. The children were jumping and playing in the bed, While neighbors were drinking and smoking and being drug heads. And mom in her t-shirt and me in my drawers, Had just settled down to wait on Santa Claus. When out in the yard there arose such a clatter; I jumped from my chair to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew in a flash, Threw back the sheets and stuck my head through broke glass. The moon shone bright on the junk outside; Place looked like a mess, I wanted to hide. When what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a souped up Cadillac with a godfather standing near. I laughed when I saw him decked down with his gold chain, As he stood 6' 5'' leaning on a long white cane. Then he beckoned for me to come outside; Guess my house wasn't good enough for him; he had too much pride. Or was it just me jumping to conclusions; Was my mind playing tricks; was I having illusions. Then something inside of me said stop playing the judge. I am so grateful for that little nudge. When I went to the door to open it up, He gave many gifts to me yet he seemed so abrupt. There was enough money to change our life, And the children were blessed and so was my wife. I looked at what I had and my head began to swell; No longer in this place do I have to dwell. I will get a new home; I'll get a new ride, I'll move to a better part of town, I was filled with pride. I won't see these neighbors no more, won't look in their face, When I move to the best part of town in my brand new place. Then I began to search myself and all I had received; Suddenly this gave me more faith believe. It was then that I learned to never judge someone by what you see, You can miss your blessings under the Christmas tree. The "God Father" exclaimed as he revved up his car; "Don't forget where you came from and who you are!" Merry Christmas Penned 12/24/2015