Christmas

Christmas comes,
and Christmas goes.
Will it snow?
We just don't know.

More toys for Boys,
But are we better off?
And do we remember the last ones?

The real meaning of Christmas;
Feed the poor,
Heal the sick,
Minister to those in prison,
But that just ain't no fun!

Each Christmas must be ...
Bigger and better than the last.
As we give into temptation,
Never doing without,
The latest in titillating entertainment.

Does God have a plan,
To tie all the loose strings together,
That we have neglected unattended?
In this multi-verse of unending possibility ....