What Comes? (Unhappy Christmas poem)

Attention Wal-Mart shoppers!

What Comes to Bless this Day?
By Nordette Adams

What falls on us like snow blankets
dissolves to warm molasses --
the Christmas crush.

Hearts contorted with holy days
rebranded holidays --
the bloody rush.

Whoever has gone missing may not
be missed until --
the gift's unveiled.

What falls on us like joy
seeks comprehension 'til --
Spirit prevails.

And the Wal-Mart shopppers
go 'round and 'round.
And the people forget
what made the sound --
Trumpets heralding our souls'
salvation --
Thus light flees
Consumer Nation.

(c) Copyright 2009 Nordette N. Adams