The Poor, old man, on Christmas Eve

by Everlasting   Jan 3, 2014


Nothing kills not even death.
We live forever, forever we live.

I saw a man down the street
with tattered jeans, with broken teeth.

He smiled at the garbage can
with real greed, with avarice.

I saw him reaching a molded bread,
a rotten cheese, and spoilt milk.

The poor, old man, on Christmas eve.
Winter welcomed him with a fridge of winds,
a coat of pain, and a spoon of bliss.
He smiled at the garbage can
with real greed, with avarice.
The poor, old man, on Christmas eve,
he prayed before he ate his meal.

Nothing kills not even death
For in Him we live; we live in Him.

The Poor, old man, on Christmas eve,
He lives in me. And in Him, we both live.

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  • 10 years ago

    by Midnight Sky

    Loved this starting with the title :) :) :)

  • 10 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    The joy of Christmas can't kill the spirits of the homeless. Its sad to see that there are so many on the street without help.

    Liked the repeated lines for it brings the reader back to reality and to the message conveyed...excellent!

  • 10 years ago

    by Jyoti Rawat

    I can understand what u want to write in this poem.my English is not a such strong so i don't get meaning of each line but still i can understand what u want to say.
    You have ever seen the poor children s who begs on roads. What is their fault why they beg only because nobody take care them. We are so lucky we have parents who protect us from difficulties ,who care us, who love us.
    If we don't have parents we could be also in same condition.
    Say always thanks to parents.

  • 10 years ago

    by Beautiful Soul

    I loved the strong message you have written here and I believe the repeated lines work well. You tell a sad tale though. The tone is sad and hopeful at the same time. I think this man is homeless and has been for a long time. Though where the hope comes in is the prayer. He is praying on a God for a home or maybe even thefood he is eating. I loved the imagery you used as well. It's very real and I thinl it could be based on your reality. Overall I loved the imagery again. :). Nice write Lucero. :)

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