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Terrified moments are frozen in time
another Black Friday inks history
as fear gripped innocence wrenching
it ripped it from their astonished eyes
Then lights turned off on a Tower
normally filled with life and love,
Mothers wailed as Fathers filled
with anger petrifying their hearts
Now knowing a magnitude of loss, grief,
The Country of Love weeps for what was,
steadfast, noble yet still abrim with hope
candles and flowers stop missiles of hate
So vast is this outpouring of love
the whole planet shines in tribute,
with ribbons of blue white and red
streaming unto the heavens above
we have cried with you, and for you
we've said prayers of protection,
I Daydream of peaceful saner days
when humanity can be in solidarity.
Showing humanity at its very worst
and at its utmost horrifying,
this act of barbaric monsters
has stoked the fires of Justice
Erase them from the pages of our age
it should be as if they never were,
like the Nazi's they should be hunted
the Federation of fellow man shall rise.
Love will always conquer hate filled minds
tomorrow faces a thousand ways to evil,
let compassion and common decency
win the day, lets again know a gentler time
In the long grass, fear is only a concept
and humankind no longer knows only greed,
In these days to Love your neighbour
will just be, I'm just a dreamer maybe
The City of Light is illuminating the world
with Grace and Fortitude their shield,
and by their side the sword of the justice
is rising ready to strike so they can RIP.
Take away the tinsel and the sugared treats.
Take away the decorations and all those pretty lights
twinkling across our cities and across the globe.
Take away Black Friday and frantic shopping,
tripping over others to catch the perfect sale.
Let the light of Christ come into your soul.
Stop obsessing over all your Yuletide preparations.
Set your mind on other things –
the “why” for Christ inside the word of Christmas.
Ponder things unseen and things unheard:
the crying of the many still enslaved
and the crying of children living with no families;
sad faces of some elderly sitting lonely, rarely visited
inside the nursing homes or in their own residence;
the whimpering of forlorn dogs in too-full pounds;
the disillusionment of veterans living on the streets
and the poverty of families with barely food to eat.
Salvation Army rings their bells
outside the stores you shop in.
Be generous. Give what you can.
If you’ve extra blankets, food or clothing,
donate them to places where they’ll be well used.
Visit lonely souls and the infirm.
Show kindness to strangers and folks you see in need.
Go to an animal shelter and adopt a pet!
Drop gifts of necessity anonymously on someone’s doorstep.
Show more love to the families that are your own.
If every single person performed but one good deed
in addition to the ordinary that he does already,
the spirit of Christmas would start to ripple
until it resounded as a sound of joy in all our world.
Let Christ’s love shine forth form you,
for that’s His spirit. Let love shine alongside
the pretty twinkling Christmas lights across the land.
Dec. 5, 2022
for the 'Christmas Spirit' Poetry Contest of Regina McIntosh
~Black Friday~
With the turkey out of the way
It's time to do some shop and save
Black Friday...here we go again
I am up at three o'clock
So I'll be at the door on the dot
Shopping like a mad whirlwind
Pulling up to Walmart
Grab myself a fresh shopping cart
For when the doors open up at five
Like a horse out of the gate
Your own fault for being in my way
Just count your blessings that youre still alive
Beat the crowds straight to the back
For a little snatch and grab
Gotta have the newest wide screen T.V.
Blue hair had my T.V. in her cart
Took her out with a karate chop
Sorry granny it's either you or me
Next set my sights on this kid
With no clue of what he did
Or how he ended splayed out on the floor
In the remote car shopping isle
And it may take that kid awhile
To remember who, what, when, or what for
I next wildly veer off to the right
For that set of Ginsu knives
That I use to hold back the forming crowd
With it being the only set left
I Samurai it over my head
Which quickly clears out the entire Ginsu isle
With my shopping about done
I sweep shelves into my cart on the run
Figure I can sort it all out later
At times it's hard to pick and choose
With the attitude of I hate to lose
Anyways I figure they owe me for all my labor
When I get to the front of the store
There's bookoo bunches of crowds galore
I've never seen such a long drawn out line
So I clear the path in front of me
Taking people off at the knees
They'll surely think twice the next time
Before getting in my way
And my day of shop and save
Already planning for next year my friend
Satisfied I head for the door
But I tell you not before
I turn and say Happy Holidays and Good Will Towards Men!
Cause that's just the way I am...
I left home feeling very satisfied
Meting me on the sreet with a friend.
He waved me down, called me over.
He said:
-Let's go dancing at the Day Center
It's having a party
And I heard that some mustachioed women are coming
That they're really hot
And they're offering themselves cheap on Black Friday
Both standing and lying down.
We walked behind two women
Hearing one of them say:
-For money, my honor won't be tarnished
By any gentleman.
Now, if he treats me to a seafood feast
I'll give him my whole chestnut.
To the other one saying:
-The other day I was amazed
Looking at two bearded gentlemen
Who had faces like our asses.
I'm sure I don't mind
Giving myself completely to one of them
Because when his hair sucks my chestnut
It tickles me and I come with pleasure.
One of them replied:
-Well, bearded men disgust me.
They're two-faced gentlemen
Who, at any moment
Will pull out their dicks and take you to the garden
By hook or by crook.
They disgust me when they eat noodle soup
Or spaghetti
And some of it gets stuck in their beards.
One day I found my brother-in-law
Leaving a brothel
And in his beard there were traces of colostrum or tartar
From so much sucking on a after the Act.
The other one replied:
-Well, I love bearded men
When they lick my lips
Placing hair against hair
At the beginning of the Act.
When they realized we were following them
We stopped following them
And we didn't go into the Day Center
Going to a phone booth
To see in the newspaper women advertising
To sell their honor for a while.
When the doors to their room opened
Two creatures crawled across the floor
To the bedroom bed.
What a surprise we had!
For the women who offered themselves to us
Legs spread
Both in the same bed
Were the same ones we had met.
How happy they were to see us!
Although I'm not bearded
But my friend is.
I put mine’s on my body and broke her.
My friend went down on her hairy
She laughing with pleasure until she peed on his face.
This was the event that took place with them
For twenty euros each
With a five-euro discount.
Evening star
Blazing bright;
Light in the dark
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Dizzy dreamtime
Falling over;
Sleepy smudges
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Workday scents
Fast interlude;
Check-in buzz
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Poison words
Killer sting;
Violent rampage
~~~~~~~~~
Farewell chime
No more time;
Fade away glitch
~~~~~~~~~
Walkway commotion
Fuss and furry;
Foolish banter
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Mall excursion
Jungle laws revised;
Black Friday rush
~~~~~~~~~
Hurts hurl
Choice curls;
Exquisite menu
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Family reunion
Big picture moments;
Alone together
~~~~~~~~~
Seize cheer
Soothe edgy nerves;
Tangled hurts
~~~~~~~~~
Assorted loves
Bright blossoms;
Floral arrangement
~~~~~~~~~
Words limping
Broken whole;
No much said
~~~~~~~~~
Moon glow sky
Blue aura tints:
Strange glimpse
~~~~~~~~~
Journey ends
Temple bells tint;
Thanksgiving pulse
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
27 November 2016
Singapore
Fists flying people crying
On this crazy day black Friday
What a disgrace as the hunter’s race
Christmas bargains with a punch in the face
Dozens of brawls and 999 calls
From stores all around the country
These midnight sales just turned into hell
Behaving like wild animals that were hungry
Shopping madness hit the towns
Customers fighting like savaged clowns
Ripped stuff down from the shelves stacked high
And within minutes the TV’s and gadgets went dry
Reports came in from everywhere
This place is a battlefield they don’t care
Shocking behaviour and violence broke out
Some were screaming whilst others would shout
It was deadly like a war picture scene
People grabbing and pushing for just anything
They were having a tug of war over electrical goods
Rivals punching black and blue to snatch for their hoods
Supermarkets were forced to close their doors
When the crowds rushed in they forgot civil laws
It was a shameful site and the customers weren’t polite
Those black Friday shoppers they did fuss and they did fight
© Copyright by KC.Leake
29th November 2014
All Rights Reserved
Genuine Fecklessness Exemplifies Despondent Creature Because...
Lackluster life lived
as each subsequent day,
a carbon copy
of the one before,
though far from
being clinically depressed, this boar
ring guilt ridden Capitalist decries
mass consumerist paradigm
satiating the whore
rub bull Lady Liberty, where more
disinclination arises, per
crossing upcoming birthdays corridor
January 13th finds
increased repugnance being part
of materialistic culture club
as hellacious tore
char, implied societal behavior
expects blind submission
subjected to glore
re: us lee spouting
hallelujah nauseating your
every five senses to accept
point blank, Nee pay adore
ration, asper goyish gaiety bon jure
blared, foisted, and
lobbed upon every
man, woman, and child of society,
which imposition, this
outlier doth deplore
as an avowed antiestablishmentarian
to thee very core,
of my being, who
experiences continuous ab hoar
rent theoretical strings
of disappointments pour
ring down (like confetti)
from on high, viz directly
linkedin as nonconformist eyesore
from cradle to... when,
me cremated ashes get scattered,
though right now... still technically
alive, at least... I think so
(despite not yet),
being gratefully dead...
nearing three score
years, yet upon
my demise wherefore
welcoming relief against
(feeling like the oddball),
shares his glumness
weighing me down, where
every step an arduous chore
his compunction being open to explore
living off the grid, or
alternatively joining thee dacor
oven intentional community,
cuz he seems severely mismatched,
where vast material consumption,
especially accentuated with
holiday season heavily pitched
to spend every
last red cent, (and beg
borrow, max out on credit, or steal)
to splurge for
expectation to endure
the helter skelter frenetic
Black Friday and Cyber Monday
fire sales kindling
a bonanza galore!
As November ends, and December
looms, the exit numbers continue
to rise until they lose meaning but
to each number a name is attached,
some famous, others infamous,
but most relatively anonymous
known only to family and friends.
So far, we have been spared
immediate grief but it feels
like it is only a matter of time.
The aptly named Black Friday
passed with little more than a
ripple as it is hard to catch the
holiday spirit with everyone
isolated in one way or another
and we are not sacrificing a tree
at home, this year as our family
gathering will be at the in-laws.
Unfortunately, our daughter will
not be with us as they are caught
in the Atlantic bubble.
But there are only thirty-one days
to December and in twenty-one
days, daylength will again increase.
The latest news on vaccines is
promising, so as we meet the
coming New Year, we will all
Skype together raising our
glasses of non-virtual spirits
high as we bid farewell to the
year which Christmas forgot.
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A young squirrel named Stella, determined and spry,
on Black Friday, her Christmas spirit rode high.
Off to the Dollar Tree she did dart,
a tiny shopper with a giving heart,
As dollar deals filled her keen little eye.
She bought forty cheap wreaths for her oak tree,
fighting off a purple blue jay named Oakley.
She bought tiny battery-powered drones,
and all manner of burner cell phones,
'til her cart weighed a metric ton, Holey Moley!*
She shopped at the mall, lights burning past her bedtime,
but discounts? Oh, my goodness those were sooo prime time.
She stuffed her shopping bags with all sorts of loot,
a shopper extraordinaire, with Santa she was in cahoots.
Santa will be so proud! I must call him on Facetime.
Then Stella, with a huge grin on her face,
called Santa filled with squirrelish charm and grace.
Are Dasher, Dancer, and Prancer quite well?
Do you have gifts ready for your young clientele?
Will my gifts fit the chimney's small space?
Through the screen, Santa chuckled with glee,
Ho ho ho, my dear, Stella. Wait and you'll see!
Mrs. Claus has baked goodies and reindeer treats,
And my sleigh's decorated super neat,
And I’m bringing presents for loyal squirrels like thee!
*Holey Moley is an exclamation of surprise or astonishment, often used in a lighthearted context. It is a variation of "holy moly," which has been in use since at least 1892. (Source: Wikipedia.com)
City lights sparkle
Orchard Road highlights;
Secular Christmas
~~~~~~~~~
Shoppers smile
Branded goods in tow;
Happiness galore
~~~~~~~~~
Crowded corridors
Congested malls flooded;
Black Friday postures
~~~~~~~~~
Time to attend
Mending broken hearts;
Gift of yourself
~~~~~~~~~
Buying agendas
Long To-Do List;
Indulgence shouts
~~~~~~~~~
Out in the crowd
Heart feels alone;
Things cannot fill
~~~~~~~~~
Christmas adds extra
Stress and strain flaunt;
Discrete permutations
~~~~~~~~~
Street corner vendors
Assorted wares tempt;
Come take me home
~~~~~~~~~
Bags in tow
Train ride home;
Fruitful spree
~~~~~~~~~
A familiar face
In the crowded mall;
Instant smiles tell
~~~~~~~~
Child bargaining
Parental objection;
Enough is enough
~~~~~~~~~
Listen love calls
Can you hear music;
Hymns from faraway
~~~~~~~~~
Equatorial Christmas mood
Sun, rain and humidity;
Take air-con cover
~~~~~~~~~
Now face to face
Heart to heart;
Priceless giving
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
01 December 2014
Singapore