Bah! Humbug
By Mark Legge
Ebenezer Schrooge.
The Avaricious Archtype
Subconscious Prophet to countless souls Devoid of Charity.
Overwhelmed with their pregnant pangs of self indulgency.
Can I ask? What does Christmas mean to you?
Is it not a time for reflection?
Not only of those images that touch and stir the soul,
but contemplation of that which resides within.
Is it not a time to give something of ourselves to those less fortunate?
A time for the spreading of Goodwill, Peace and Harmony.
This Christmas,
as you teeter on the threshold of further festive forage
will you falter?
Will you take a solitary moment to suppress those soaring surges of glee and
spare a thought.
Spare a thought for the sick, the frail and the ailing,
will you lend yourself to each of these that shall not survive this day.
Spare a thought for the cowering defenseless child
who's feeble outstreached quivering hands will fail to stem the savage blows.
Spare a thought for the feral child, forsaken by fate, eking an existence midst the putrefying
piles of human decay.
Will you spare a thought? Will you?
Will you gaze into the imploring eyes of those swolen infants,
too weak to suckle the soothing substance that has long since run dry.
For their desperation dwindles
as does crave for merest grain.
Spare a thought for the lonely, the isolated, the brokenhearted,
for they yearn the faintest semblance of all those yesterdays.
The subdued
the subjected
the ravaged
ridiculed.
The maimed
the molested
the tortured
tormented
the self inflicting
the plagued
or for those who've simply lost their way
or just can not take any more.
This Christmas
Will you give something of yourself to those that are in need?
Or will yours be
"Bah! Humbug"
Mark Legge is a poet from Lichfield, England. More of Mark's poems can be found on http://www.gotpoetry.com/. (under his poet name "leggolas")
Merry Christmas to all, and may we have Peace on Earth. Mary Ann
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