THE GREAT SANTA CLAUS MYTH AND/OR “OMG, HERE COMES CHRISTMAS!”

THE GREAT SANTA CLAUS MYTH

AND/OR

“OMG, HERE COMES CHRISTMAS!”

Hello, Kris Kringle,

Miracle on 34th St,

Jingle jingle jingle

New mangers on sale at Macy’s;

jingle jingle jingle

It’s A Wonderful Life

at Disneyland…..

jingle jingle jingle

The best deals await you,

online and

in every

storefront.

Bla…bla…bla…Jingle Bells, here we come,

already????!!!…..again????!!!

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Myth and capitalism,

miracle and mirage,

with dreamlike hints of despair;

surprising packages,

promises of joy and depression,

one cannot compare.

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Stories and stockings,

lights and delights,

family gatherings

galore;

turkey and gravy,

with tears and hugs,

healing old hurts

….and more.

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Two worlds collide

in this

massive eclipse,

wealth and poverty

side by side,

one seems steadfast,

almost secure,

the other will ride the tide.

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How to retain

our childhood magic

and not fall prey

to delusion;

ah,

there’s our hope

and prayer and calling—

an alternative

to greed and exclusion.

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Meanwhile,

refugees wait,

Chicago kills,

Russia and America

waft and wane;

Politicians hold forth,

Popes live and die,

Love beyond hate,

pleasure or pain.

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What about this coming Christmas?

You know, the choice is ours.

We can plant that same old garden,

or we

can add new flowers.

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Take Love for real

and embrace one another,

look around, find each other

….and share

with our sister and brother.

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Let’s donate to Habitat;

give less stuff to each other,

purchase a Heifer,

and feed that hungry mother.

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And we shall sing in a circle

as big as our earth

uniting

each immigrant

with souls bathed in mirth.

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You and I are choosing now how to celebrate our Merry Christmas!

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-Hal Edwards

Wauconda, Illinois

September 29, 2015

KEEP ON ASKING

KEEP ON ASKING

Even when your heart
Is numbed
From
Repeated bombardments
Of loss
And grief
And betrayal…
Keep on asking.

Even when you are
Exhausted and threadbare,
Exasperated
at being
Responsible enough…
Keep on knocking.

And when there is
No hand to hold you,
No ear to hear
Your cloistered cry,
No strength to
Change anything…
Keep on exploring.

Wait in hope
when hope
seems lost;
Your persistence
In waiting
And taking
one timely step…
Even when
The wall looms
High and thick
And despairing…
Makes
The difference.

Keep on asking.
Keep on seeking.
Keep on exploring.

August 5, 2012,
Hal Edwards