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  277.     

The Thing That's Wrong With Christmas

The thing that's wrong with Christmas is
It's based on get not give.
And most who give but do not get
React with expletives.

There are a few who give and yet
Want nothing in return.
But they're a breed so rare that they've
A place in Glory earned.

The stores proclaim that Christmas is
'The giving time of year',
For when we give, the stores all get,
Then grin from ear to ear.

Their Christmas ads so feed our greed
And further twist our minds,
That most believe, by owning things,
That happiness we'll find.

But Christmas greed hurts kids the most.
They're taught how not to live.
They wake up eager Christmas morn
To get instead of give.

Bah Christmas!
Bah Humbug!
 
Lone Dog

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  278.     

'Tis In The Power Of Money

'Tis in the power of money real fame is to be found
And money is always involved where corruption abound
And corruption and human greed to each other live nearby
And why some people are corrupt this could be the answer why
Some will tell you that money is their nearest and dearest friend
And it is because of money that many friendships are known to end
And many with lots of money seem to have a crave for more
This year they have made two million in profit next year they aim for four
The lust for paper currency to everyone does not apply
But that money speaks every language is something that none can deny
Those with it are looked up to and those without it on are looked down
And who would wish for to be known as the pauper of the town
'Tis the lust for money that leads to corruption through greed
And those with plenty of it looked up to as those who in life succeed.
 
Francis Duggan

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  279.     

Isolated Crimes Of Passionate Lies.

From whence we come, from whence we came...
Knows not any failured mis-spent shame.
Who so-ever spins the web, regards all failed, b'neath darkened,
isolated tribes...
Many evil men describes many lies and deceites filtered through lies and unexscused bribes.
Greed a-plenty rains on man...
Enabling the greedy souls to scam while on the lam.
From whence we come, from whence we came...
Men not troubled of souls well wicked, proceeds unobstructed while
instilling self shame.
From whence we came, from whence we come...
Greed only amounts to the accumilated, dishonest, outcomed sum.
 
Michael Gale

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  280.     

IMMORTAL

One day I asked my mother
“Can anyone be immortal? ”
Mother laughed at me and said
“Child it’s only god who is immortal.”
“Why only god? ” when I asked
Mother said. “He creates”.

Then I was determined,
To create something one day and be immortal,
But, I hadn’t made my identity
So, I started first making my identity.

The day, I made my identity
The greed of immortalness evolved again
I started working for my creativity then
Worked, worked and worked all day and nights.

My struggle started yet again,
Then came the day when my songs for identity were not sold
At last the day of laughter came,
My song was recorded and was big hit at once.

Then came the day my dream came true
I realized the greed of immortality on me had been fulfilled,
My song was forever until the existance of human race is there.
 
Sambidhan Acharya

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