Christmas Day

It started small at first In a show of generosity Here and there On Christmas Day, the Headlines telling of the gifts Donations that were made To charities far and wide But every year that passed the Amounts would see an increase And the people began to feel A palpable sense of relief For what was being done They could not do on their own The wealthy had decided To be the ones who provided The poor with sustenance And mercy was shown In an act of providence Was this just a dream Was it all just a dream Our luck had changed, it seemed The wealthy were capable of Kindness, and generosity Our hatred, and dismal lot in life Were being elevated, by those who Chose to provide; what was missing From the ones without a means The food was now available And a place to live was More than just a dream In time, we all might come to know Satisfaction; and our dreary existence Might be replaced with some- Thing gaining traction Something, that we had not seen In so very long; an effortlessness To live, and learn to sing the songs That rang from highest mountains Across the land Our people were astounded by The choices that were made, by The ones who used to take every- Thing: with them, to the grave Christmas Day is where it all begins For those who have nothing and Those who have it all Let's meet in the middle To restore faith in humanity And illuminate the cause To rid this world of misery And cheer to great applause The avenues we take Don't have to be broken By the separation, and division That we've all come to know But this depends on those have Not those who are below