Oh see how you have changed,
Joy of my sweet remembrance!
For once you were the focus, infant babe,
Christ’s celebration Mass, Communion.
Faded, obscured by man’s own lusts.
The trees and lights go up, alas but why?
The masses seldom acknowledge Him.
A mere opportunity to indulge in excesses.
The songs learned long ago still blare away.
As if calling us back to a better time.
Mall owners view statistics and compare.
Will there coffers garner greater revenue?
Thirst for more surpasses thoughts of Christ.
For He fades into obscurity as the years pass.
Beware complacency tied with worldly strings
That pull you away so furtively, unaware.
Enticing you to live as mere worldly mortals.
Forgetting Christ’s birth, death and resurrection.
We must take care not to join the forces of those
That taunt and mock our very beliefs, our faith.
For they disclaim the very reason for this season.
Oh what fools we mortals be, to think good deeds
Earn us eternity; Christ’s sacrifice is the gift.
For Christ the child becomes Christ the King.
Returning soon to claim His rightful place.
Watch and wait, our redemption draweth nigh.