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Undomiciled Yuletide

Updated on October 27, 2011

You curse this homeless Christmas, on a cold Chicago night;
December's skies are overcast, and the wind begins to bite.
A siren in the distance, like the wolves remorseful cries,
Remind you it's the ones stay idle, are the ones that usually die.
Evening spreads its blanket, then opens up its clouds
To a cold precipitation, wrapping 'round you like a cloud.
Turn the corner there's a soup kitchen, so gratefully in sight.
Still you curse this homeless Christmas, on a cold Chicago night.

Another homeless Christmas, as you savor the cuisine
While fondling your coffee, you crave the nicotine.
The commotion all around you won't disturb you in your trance,
As your mind is set to wander while it finally has the chance.
But that spell is shortly broken with the shout of second call,
To fill your cup and plate once more, 'for closing time befall.
Your hollow eyes gaze gratefully, in attempts to be polite,
Still you curse this homeless Christmas on a cold Chicago night.

Another homeless Christmas, on a cold Chicago night;
As the door is shut behind you; the kitchen dims its light.
The rains begin to dissipate, but the ground is wet and cold,
So the thought of sleeping in the park are seemingly on hold.
You just walk the streets reflecting, on a woman from your past,
And that thought brings cold elation, but that elation, it won't last
'Cause your feet are wet and frozen, and your future not too bright,
As you curse this homeless Christmas, on a cold Chicago night.


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      Easter 2 years ago

      That's a sharp way of thnkiing about it.

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      Credence2 6 years ago from Florida (Space Coast)

      Joe, We all seem to forget the many things that many of have to be thankful for.... Great Hub and even greater reminder, thanks

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      Poohgranma 6 years ago from On the edge

      painful and haunting

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      Terrye Toombs 6 years ago from Somewhere between Heaven and Hell without a road map.

      Dark and sorrowful, and unfortunately, will be played out over and over again this holiday season, I'm afraid. Nicely done. Voting up.