It Isn't Christmas Time Poem by Randy McClave

It is Christmas-time and I see the lights
I also watch the arguments and I hear the fights,
Again I look and I pray for that one bright star
While others are looking at the lights on a police car.
A baby in a manger the wisemen went to meet
Now the wisemen tell us to ignore the meager upon the street,
Mocking and laughing at the needy and the poor
It just doesn't feel like Christmas Time, anymore.

It is Christmas Time for peace and love
But, someone is in a hurry, so they give a kick or a shove,
Once before there was Christmas songs from a choir
Now everyone is looking for either a seller or a buyer.
Everybody wants to be the first one in the line
But, not to see the Lord, but to buy toys or clothes or wine,
Moneylenders and thieves are now waiting at the store
It just doesn't feel like Christmas Time, anymore.

It is Christmas Time so we decorate the tree
With candy canes and tinsel, but we forget about the baby,
Underneath the tree there has been placed, presents and gifts
But, also there is packages of worries, and bills, and ifs.
We feast and we drink and we watch sports on this holiday
Shouldn't we all reflect, and also worship and pray?
I remember being taught to help others, but that was once before
It just doesn't feel like Christmas Time, anymore.

Randy L. McClave