Rush, rush, buy, buy, spend , spend get this, get that get it all grab those treats no matter how large or how small.
Thirty five days to Christmas how much luca can you splash. How far can you thrash the cash? Lots of booze too much food, expensive presents. You don’t need, don’t you think all this show is crude and full of greed.
Don’t forget the fairy lights they sparkle on the Christmas Tree lighting up the nights.
Push that trolley girl, grab those deals spend all your lolly Oh! it is all so happy it is all so full of light , open your eyes, love, see the plight.
Makes no difference to this young lad which ever way up he feels lost and missing the family Christmas he never had. He is tired and cold out on the streets no home no job barely 20yrs old.
Or there is Kay she was born on a Christmas Day but that only seems to make it worse, she was made to feel less important than a curse. Her house was always short on happiness not to mention care it was always worse at Christmas. Lost and unloved it’s not fair.
So many people homeless in the cold. hungry, dirty poverty isn’t fussy some are young and some are old.
You will pass them in the street, rushing , busy off to parties your friends to meet. You might give them a sideways look, slip them some change, there that is you off the hook. As you enjoy your festive fayre stop and think of those poor souls, outside freezing, is that fair.
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Lost and lonely at Christmas this happens every year, it is not nice to know,it is not good to hear. So avert your eyes so you don’t see that sadly every year the numbers grow.
Why does this happen why do they leave their homes , is it fair that they feel it is safer to be out on the streets alone. Look around you, see what you have, lovely children , husband and home so spare a thought, or even better lend a hand to these people all alone. Give some time I promise you, you will feel grand.
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