Christmas 4
CHRISTMAS 4
Churches adorn themselves in gold riches
Hunger sleeps outside their own doorsteps
Reaping it just reward on it earthly deeds
Ignoring those whom they meant to serve
Sometime truth is spoken but also silenced
Today is meant to be about a precious gift
Many poor feed the rich but not themself
All because we lost the true meaning of it
Should we lament on the beast we created
Copyright © John Doherty | Year Posted 2018
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