Christmas 2011 - Poem by James Tipp
The time for the clash has come again, the enigma that is Christmas
Here now in this moment in time we are challenged and torn two ways.
The old, old story of humility and powerlessness, poverty and squalor
Engages with the Wifi, the plasma screen, the insistent must have.
The origins kept alive by the few stand in stark contrast to the hype
Reindeer instead of cows, Ho Ho Ho, replaces the magi, but plenty of gold.
Within all of this stand the charities seeking to make life better for the poor
They seek to provide the essentials of Christmas, the Wifi, Plasma screen!
The real essential have always been free available to rich and poor
To know you are loved, valued, special are all found in the stable
The baby who comes for the world encompasses all of humanity
The still small voice continues to call in the midst of the takeover
The messengers are there to be heard, 'he who has ears to hear'.
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