One Month Of The Year

a poem i wrote for how everyone changes who they are and become more charitable when it comes to that time of the year for holidays

One month of the year

Most people don't live in fear

Have no place for hate or greed

Only feel the great need

To help the homeless and the poor

Buy them food and clothes that they can't afford

Dressing up and giving out toys like Santa Claus

Thinking they are helping out the cause

But after the birth of their Savior and the New Year

They all go back to living in fear

Over things they see and hear

Dissing the homeless living on the streets

Not even thinking of giving them something to eat

Laughing at the poor using food stamps

Thinking that they are Welfare tramps

Saying useless bums

Turning our cities into slums

The damn poor

That our taxes are paying for

Why donate anything?

All ready gave them lots of things

That one holy month of the year

That we all hold dear

 

 

Copyright ©2002 Eric Michael Maki

Author's Note

what do y'all think