The True Debt of Christmas
The True debt of Christmas
Twas the day before Christmas, I rushed out in haste
My shopping unfinished, full speed was my pace.
I left bright and early, with High hopes and great schemes;
Of surprising my wife and fulfilling her dreams.
I stuffed my rear pocket, then check book in hand
I rushed to the mall, this day would be grand.
The parking lot filled, not a bare space in sight
My nerves started twitching, at the chaos and tripe.
A space finally opened, I slipped in, in a flash
Then, bound through the doors, to dispose of some cash.
The mall was all crowded, the patrons seemed rude
This was supposed to be joyous, why all the bad moods?
I saw a man pushing, a young girl went down
Nobody saw her fall to the ground
I reached out to help her, so no harm could befell
But her arm had been broken and started to swell
She cried out in pain, so I loosened my grip
What’s wrong with these people? I asked with a quip
Can’t some one here help us, don’t you see she is hurt
The responses I got were boisterous and curt
Don’t get me involved, I wasn't anywhere near,”
I heard one say passing, on her face shown a tear
I pushed back the crowd, "Please give us some room"
This poor girl needs help, and she needs it soon
The mall Santa came over, shaking his head
What gets into people, care they not where they tread
The candor it’s taken I'd hoped not be seen.
Has every one lost what this season all means?
Then He on one side and I on the other
We carefully carried her back to her mother.
The medic’s came quickly to tend to her arm
A season of joy for her became harm.
I sat there thinking, what's the importance of all this
When eternity passes in a sea of abyss.
Our Savior came freely, with no large expectations
For the wages of sin his life was forsaken
His father to offer him up as a lamb
for these self centered people this carnage called man
I found what I came for and left ill contented
The emptiness tugging, my heart now incented
I tried hard to rid myself of these feelings
And regain the image of joy for the season
But when Christmas comes and we all gather round
I will remember my savor and the gift I have found.
As I lay down to rest, beside my dear wife
My mind I tried clear of this one day's strife
In my heart I wished and for everyone prayed
That true peace and its joy will all come their way
And on Christmas morning, as my family draws near
We'll Remember the reason the season is here
God sent his son, so we all might live
What better gift could anyone give
When the gifts are all opened, the songs are all sung
When the food has been eaten and you all shared the fun
Give thanks to the savior and his sacrifice made
For the true debt of Christmas has already been paid ©
the true debt of christmas
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