Black Friday Poem by Lost River

That Black Friday
Twas the month before Christmas
When all through our land
The shoppers were getting ready
Formulating almost a battle plan
Not many Christians, were praying
Nor taking a stand

Christmas has changed
Stores and laws lost too
Christ has been taken away
Now the reason for Christmas
Not many can say

You see even our children in school
Not allowed to sing
About Shepherds of old
Wise men, and those things
It hurts the hypocrite feelings
Fake news now has a say
Now Christmas is just shoppers holiday

Well those shoppers are ready
Cash, Credit, Deeper in Debt
Shoving people to the floor
Racing to get, what they get.
Shouting Black Friday, spend, spend, spend.
But not one picture or thought of Jesus
Not even an amen


The stores not longer honor the Sabbath
No music, or Songs about Him
Their Flyers and papers Black Friday
Save, spend, spend, spend.


And now in our own land
The unbelievers and hypocrites complain and chatter
Demanding we eliminate the Commandments and
Jesus in all public matters
They have forgotten how America
Became in that early 76 Year
When our for fathers fought and died
Just for those words Under God to appear

So my Dear friends, My Americans, My family.
When you celebrate you Christmas
Presents under your trees
Could you not remember
His Birth, His Life, His Love At Calvary

For God so loved the world
He Sent, gave His only Son
To suffer at Gethsemane....