Poetry
X’mas Spirit
by Stephen Gill
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I see her resurrecting in Christmas trees, mistletoe and Santa Claus. I see her appearing within the decoration in churches, homes and offices, in parties, family reunions
and drinks.
I see her in the festive rush that is tiring and cards which
people have no time to send but they do. I see her in the
sounds of Joy to the World and Jingle Bells cranked out of
loudspeakers in malls and street corners.
But…
she is missing from the victims of wars which seem to be routine
fate of humankind. She is missing from young lives who have lost
parents to the famished beasts of fanatics. She is missing from
the sufferers of physical and psychological abuse.
She is missing from lives deprived of basic food, clean water
and warm clothing. She is missing from homes fallen to warfare
and children who are innocent bait for Aids and cancer.
About the Author
Stephen Gill is the Chief Editor of www.writerslifeline.ca. Learn more about Gill and his work at http://www.stephengill.ca/
