Commentary and Philosophy Poetry posted November 6, 2017

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Christmas isn't always happy.

The lost and forgotten

by Aussie

He huddled in filthy shop front
Watching Christmas lights blinking
Smelling chestnuts roasting
His belly aching

Once a business man with money
Slid down to poverty street
Drugs and drink brought him low
He huddled in filthy shop front

Comments of people walking by
Made him feel lost and alone
Christmas's long ago remembered
His children dancing around a tree

Unwrapping gifts, sipping Champagne
Carving Christmas meats
Greeting his large family and friends
Buying his wife diamonds

Sin slipped in made him greedy
Jail at first, then drugs and drink
Family left him - homeless man
He huddled in filthy shop front

Christmas Carols echoed in his head
Or was it real - he thought instead
A passer by stopped and smiled
"Stand up and come along with me"

The Salvation Army fed him
On Christmas Eve; starving man
With help he turned his life around
With Christ on board, he laughed again

Now, he celebrates Christmas well
Gives gifts to lonely folks
Works handing out dinner
To homeless folks

Christmas is a loving family time
Sharing gifts, playing games
Wonderful smell, food cooking
He no longer huddles in filthy shop front

Christ came down that special night
To love and save all men's plight
Homeless man changed his life
Christ is the centre of his being

Remember when you sit down
To a meal and gifts
Not all men eat and celebrate
Give so you may be given to.

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