Poetry

Female politicians act like they are gods
do not care about the poor or their odds,
spend millions on hotels and aeroplanes,
drive in their processions in traffic lanes,
they do not care about any other being,
about Christ or Christmas or anything.

Some innocent children in my country
will never be free from their poverty,
they look with inquisitive big brown eyes
at some shop windows were Christmas gifts lies,
do not know the blessings of receiving,
about Christ or Christmas or anything.

Some of them do not even have some food,
come from a impoverished neighbourhood
while they also do hear the Christmas bells,
are living in a daily kind of hell,
do not know the jolly songs people sing,
about Christ or Christmas or anything.