The rich and poor never is it more noticeable than at Christmas. The Foureyed Poet.

The couple on the street with nothing to their name

a tough place to find yourself.

In the cold house no heating could be used here

or food consumed very often.

Parents without jobs two kids and benefits tight

another Christmas near what a plight!

Centres opened at Christmas for the down and outs

this derogatory term we still use.

For most it was not a choice of their making

as the recession bites hard.

More desperate and seeking government support

increasing numbers in poverty caught!

At the other end of that ever longer sliding scale

those with fortunate families.

Where moneys plentiful and their futures bright

in warm well stocked homes.

No need to scrimp and save or turn off the heat

expensive toys and houses so neat!

Cost means nothing filling those many cars

having no idea of those without!

Two cultures at this festive season once more

the rich giving to charities.

To make them feel good in their arrogant way

they’ll have a happy Christmas day!

I wonder how the others will fare on this magical day?

The Foureyed Poet.

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