Christmas Contradictions
As Christmas morning dawns
And children wake with yawns
Excitement permeates the air
With nary a worry or a care
While miles across both land and sea
Other children pray and plea
As anguish haunts their waking day
To weak to laugh, to frail to play
Those well fed children, some obese
With gifts a plenty, several apiece
Crowding round the Christmas tree
Happy, joyful, so carefree
While other children, worlds apart
With empty stomach and aching heart
Gathered round an empty pot
Despair, hungry amid stench of rot
Those healthy children with toys and stuff
Some spoilt brats that have enough
Often whining, wanting more
With gifts a plenty by the score
While suffering children without food
In shabby huts both stark and crude
Complain not once about their plight
Yet from so little derive delight
So while we run around demented
Stressing about which gifts to buy
Perhaps it is best that we relented
And asked ourselves to question why
And when we talk of Christmas cheer
Perhaps we ought to shed a tear
And spare a thought to those without
Is this not what Christmas is all about!!!
Copyright © Marilyn Clarke | Year Posted 2006
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