Saturday, December 23, 2006

The Season's Soliloquy

Christmas, the abdication
of decorum,
arrives with a flirtation;
not of wisdom
once told
or freedom
bought and sold.

Loneliness, death
and squallor
are the true breath
of christmas' dollar.

harangue those with the least.
"Give more!"
says the priest.

wrapping in the landfill,
toys tossed aside,
mother weaps; credit bill,
glad Jesus took that ride?

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