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Owain Glyn
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A Tear for Christmas
Christmas comes but once each year
I beg from each of you a tear;
A tear for the homeless whose bed is the floor
And a tear for the child who's embroiled in a war
A tear for the prisoner locked in his cell
And a tear for the gaoler who minds him, as well
A tear for the starving who've no food to eat
And a tear for the friendless with no one to greet
A tear for the orphan with no one to care
And a tear for the lover who sinks in despair.
Then open your presents, eat hearty and well
But save a tear for poor Lucifer, down there in hell! !
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Owain Glyn
Submitted: Thursday, December 20, 2012
Poems by Owain Glyn : 2 / 74
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Just a cheap gift we all can give.
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I just wrote a thorough review and lost the darn thing when I put in the code grrrr anyway it was basically my relation to this piece being homeless and missing my children terribly this year. Love the smile worthy twist of the ending. Love that you can even pity the devil ;) tyvm karen
You've touched on the true meaning, and by doing so, people who contemplate this message can be more compassionate year round - wonderful poem my friend! !
Great poem, very clever and compassionate.
I like your sentiment of compassionate caring for others. The true meaning of Christmas. And love the catchy way you bring it all together by linking it back to the symbol of Lucifer. Thus illustrating the hell on earth that humans have created for one another via their complacency and apathy toward those less fortunate than themselves and their fellow living creatures on earth.
Thank you Owain. This is very touching. So many do not realize just how it sad is for so many on this meant to be celebrated day. Thank you
A reminder that the intended spirit is notably absent in our first world interpretation of Christmas. What shall we do about it, do you think?
A lovely poem with an attention-grabbing conclusion!
I think we shall all be shedding tears this Christmas when we think about the tragedy in Connecticut too. A great poem Owain, and a reminder to us all that there us much suffering in the world.