Scrooge's Redemption Poem by Giovanna Marasco

Years ago
At Christmas time,
A lonely man,
Was known for his crime
Of neglecting family,
Friends and love
Until a warning from above.

This man was Scrooge
A hopeless miser
A mean old man
With one desire,
He wished all day
And every night
To save his money,
With all his might

But no matter
The amount he found
Scrooge could never
Cease to scrounge;
He would earn more and more
Yet never change
The rags he wore

His heart grew cold,
For his love, and friends,
Scrooge had sold;
His only concern
Was for his purse
He just pulled its stings tighter,
And his greed got worse.

They gave up on Scrooge,
But for one, who could not:
An old friend, Jake Marley
Whom Scrooge had forgot
Till again he appeared,
As the only one thing
That he knew Scrooge would fear.

Scrooge stood there in silence,
Old Marley was dead-
Seven years gone,
Yet here was his head,
With its body below,
Holding weights, and chains,
With the mountain of grief
He was dragging along.

“Scrooge! ” Marley warned,
He wavered and swayed,
His voice forlorn,
“Change your ways! ”
He roared,
“Or be doomed as I’ve been,
To wander the Earth
Alone and unseen.

“It is not too late,
But you must start tonight
For you alone may still change your fate,
You have abused everyone
Who has shown you a kindness
This must stop at once,
And we must cure this blindness.”

With his message relieved,
The ghost then was gone,
And Scrooge had received,
His chance to be salvaged;
He would wait for midnight
And he would pray
Till the three spirits fore-promised
Would take him away.

Had he been dreaming?
He wasn’t so sure,
Inside he was shaking…
Outside even more!
Three spirits promised…
Scrooge was waiting,
His past, present, future..
To much to ignore.

Was Scrooge to be saved
From accursed Marley’s fate?
Would he too have a lonely grave?
Without any tears shed?
Scrooge waited and waited,
For the Spirits mentioned,
And for the first night of his life,
Scrooge wished for redemption.