Naughty Christmas Poem by Kingsley Egbukole
Naughty Christmas
Dine they do to glutton
Drink they do also to stupor
Flamboyant are the attires
To pride and ridicule the broke
Calamities and calamities
On the road
In the home
Even the Lord's house is unspared
Sin at the brim
Spill all over
To the care of none
And the Lord watches
The yule log burns in sin
Blind to the destruction impending
Lurking just at the corner
And the Lord watches and watches.
(Friday 31st December,1999,3.56 pm)
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4/26/2024 2:22:05 PM # 1.0.0.1119
When the true essence of Christmas is lost on frivolities, you miss the point. Thanks for sharing dear poet.
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