Christmas Fayre

Christmas fayre

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.

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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.



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.



4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Androgoth
    Nov 20, 2012 @ 00:19:18

    As always there are those that are rich
    and the poor suffer, crazy in a world of
    so many resources…

    Unfortunately greed is
    forever crushing my friend 😦

    I hope that you are well
    and enjoying a fine week 🙂

    Andro xxx


  2. zendictive
    Nov 21, 2012 @ 00:47:02

    aw.. The memories this post brings… I went to the woods to survive being poor in the 80’s but my brother did the opposite and went homeless in the city in the nineties… I went and got him at a truck stop and he lived with me till he got on his feet. I worked, hot shot for a while, delivering for lawyers and going down town a lot, Christmas in the city is beautiful till you drive the back streets and see those living in boxes at christmas touching post willow. (*_*).


    • willowdot21
      Nov 21, 2012 @ 11:26:08

      Art there is so poverty around no matter how prosperous the pundits try to make us think we are we still have the poor More and More and at Christmas it seems more poignant it should not but it does. God Bless you .xxxx


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