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Christmas Sales

Contributed by Ami_and_me on Tuesday, 24th December 2002 @ 10:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



Grey days of Christmas shopping
Wet winter in the air,
Designer trousers collecting puddles
Water dripping from your hair.
The place is packed with thoughtless people,
Greed bright in each red face,
Tripping over short piggy legs
To match life’s quickened pace.


Everyone headed somewhere
Whilst you just wander by,

And you know that you’re an outcast
When you’re lonely in the sales
People all around you
But you mind’s still on the scales

Forgotten where you’re going
As you stare up at the sky.


There’s a homeless guy on the corner,
The words: ‘Big Issue’ on his lips,
All he wants for Christmas
Is a scarf and bag of chips.
But he’s not one for make-believe,
His Santa died, aged five,
The tips he gets won’t let him die,
But they can’t keep him alive.


Everyone headed somewhere
Whilst you just wander by,

And you know that you’re an outcast
When you’re lonely in the sales
People all around you
But you mind’s still on the scales

Forgotten where you’re going
As you stare up at the sky.


And the reams of screaming boys and girls
Tug on parents sleeves,
Or boast their tales of Santa’s secret.
To those who still believe.
Money spent for the sake of spending
On the presents that no one likes.
One month on and all that’s left
Are torn books and broken bikes.


Everyone headed somewhere
Whilst you just wander by,

And you know that you’re an outcast
When you’re lonely in the sales
People all around you
But you mind’s still on the scales

Forgotten where you’re going
As you stare up at the sky.


And the thought of Christmas dinner
Weighs heavy on your soul,
Overload on chocolate treats
And the fear devours you whole.
You think you’re watching factory hens,
Getting fatter by the day,
But it’s people here that are gorging,
Saying you should do the same.


Everyone headed somewhere
Whilst you just wander by,

And you know that you’re an outcast
When you’re lonely in the sales
People all around you
But you mind’s still on the scales

Forgotten where you’re going
As you stare up at the sky.


You’re going through the Christmas motions,
But the spirit’s barely there,
Can’t remember whose cards you’ve sent
And frankly, couldn’t care.
You’ve given up on good will and peace,
You call this Christmas war,
The sound of one more tinkled tune
Would bring you crashing to the floor.


Everyone headed somewhere
Whilst you just wander by,

And you know that you’re an outcast
When you’re lonely in the sales
People all around you
But you mind’s still on the scales

Forgotten where you’re going
As you stare up at the sky.


When you’re lonely in the sales.




Copyright © Ami_and_me ... [ 2002-12-24 22:40:00]
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Re: Christmas Sales (User Rating: 1 )
by CrazeeMomma on Wednesday, 25th December 2002 @ 06:37:41 AM AEST
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This put a lump in my throat.
How sad we put a price tag on love.
I kind of forced my way through the shopping
as it can be exactly as you said.
Wishing you much Christmas peace,
a peace that moeny can not buy.
God Bless,
CrazeeMomma


Re: Christmas Sales (User Rating: 1 )
by EndEformEtrancE on Wednesday, 25th December 2002 @ 06:14:02 PM AEST
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excellent poem with pangs of recognition for me... all good stuff!

Wishing you love like a flame that capitalism has seeked to extinguish since it's birth, but which still burns bright in the hearts of those who insist on fueling it!


Re: Christmas Sales (User Rating: 1 )
by LOWMAN613 on Thursday, 26th December 2002 @ 12:19:25 PM AEST
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This so true,& how I felt,Everything has a price on it,sometimes we cant afford! Good write! Christina


Re: Christmas Sales (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Thursday, 26th December 2002 @ 08:35:30 PM AEST
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This made me cry pretty hard...i dont even know what to say....
.:*~*:.OreO.:*~*:.


Re: Christmas Sales (User Rating: 1 )
by wolfflow on Saturday, 4th January 2003 @ 08:46:42 PM AEST
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love your poetry, it really catches in me somewhere deep and real, and beyond that it so well written, totally full of admiration for you


Re: Christmas Sales (User Rating: 1 )
by sodapopsuicide on Friday, 18th April 2003 @ 10:36:04 PM AEST
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im truly a fan. your poetry is sad, but its the truth. i looove it, so raw!




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