A Christmas Dream Poem by David Wood

I remember when I was young
When fine Christmas Carols would be sung
I'd go to bed with such sweet dreams
Of presents and toys and all that gleams
Of Santa's reindeer and his sleigh
Of toy cars and trains to make my day
A Christmas stocking just for me
And presents under a Christmas tree

Those were the days so full of joy
When I was just a little boy
That was so many years ago
An age when the pace of life was slow

Now is a time of poverty
No more gifts under the Christmas tree
Of homeless sleeping in doorways
And asylum seekers in a daze

Babe's born in an African drought
Born only to die and all for nowt'
A time when kindness has been lost
A time when all hopes and dreams were tossed

Of climate change and corp'rate greed
Ignoring the plight of those in need
Of wars and battles fought for oil
The poor working with blood, sweat and toil

I now dream what I want to see
A Christmas that brings hope to many
That kindness will soon reappear
And give hope to all and dispel all fear
So one and all can come to see
That there is hope for humanity
This dream I have will not walk by
A dream of hope that will never die