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Noden
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Sun 12/21/08 12:50 PM
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A very good friend of mine wrote this poem
I find it to be incredibly rich with taste emphasizes on the values and importance in realizing there are people out there that are suffering as we sit in our warm homes with family and friends, maybe your hand can reach out to someone...less fortunate... Noden! Bah! Humbug Ebenezer Scrooge. The Avaricious Archetype Subconscious Prophet to countless souls Devoid of Charity. Overwhelmed with their pregnant pangs of self indulgence. Can I ask ? What does Christmas mean to you? Is it not a time for reflection? Not only of those images that touch and stir the soul, but contemplation of that which resides within. Is it not a time to give something of ourselves to those less fortunate? A time for the spreading of Goodwill, Peace and Harmony. This Christmas, as you teeter on the threshold of further festive forage will you falter? Will you take a solitary moment to suppress those soaring surges of glee and spare a thought. Spare a thought for the sick, the frail and the ailing, will you lend yourself to each of those that shall not survive this day. Spare a thought for the cowering defenselessness child who’s feeble outstretched quivering hands will fail to stem the savage blows. Spare a thought for the feral child, forsaken by fate, eking an existence midst the putrefying piles of human decay. Will you spare a thought? Will you? Will you gaze into the imploring eyes of those swollen infants, too weak to suckle the soothing sustenance that has long since run dry. For their desperation dwindles as does crave for merest grain. Spare a thought for the lonely, the isolated, the brokenhearted, for they yearn the faintest semblance of all those yesterdays. The subdued the subjected the ravaged ridiculed. The maimed the molested the tortured tormented the self inflicting the plagued or for those who’ve simply lost their way or just can not take any more. This Christmas Will you give something of yourself to those that are in need? Or will yours be “Bah! Humbug” Mark Legge alias Leggolas |
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A very good friend of mine wrote this poem I find it to be increditably rich with taste emphasises on the values and importance in relizing there are people out there that are suffering as we sit in our warm homes with family and friends, maybe your hand can reach out to someone...less fortunate... Noden! Bah! Humbug Ebenezer Scrooge. The Avaricious Archetype Subconscious Prophet to countless souls Devoid of Charity. Overwhelmed with their pregnant pangs of self indulgency. Can I ask ? What does Christmas mean to you? Is it not a time for reflection? Not only of those images that touch and stir the soul, but contemplation of that which resides within. Is it not a time to give something of ourselves to those less fortunate? A time for the spreading of Goodwill, Peace and Harmony. This Christmas, as you teeter on the threshold of further festive forage will you falter? Will you take a solitary moment to suppress those soaring surges of glee and spare a thought. Spare a thought for the sick, the frail and the ailing, will you lend yourself to each of those that shall not survive this day. Spare a thought for the cowering defenceless child who’s feeble outstretched quivering hands will fail to stem the savage blows. Spare a thought for the feral child, forsaken by fate, eking an existence midst the putrefying piles of human decay. Will you spare a thought? Will you? Will you gaze into the imploring eyes of those swollen infants, too weak to suckle the soothing sustenance that has long since run dry. For their desperation dwindles as does crave for merest grain. Spare a thought for the lonely, the isolated, the brokenhearted, for they yearn the faintest semblance of all those yesterdays. The subdued the subjected the ravaged ridiculed. The maimed the molested the tortured tormented the self inflicting the plagued or for those who’ve simply lost their way or just can not take any more. This Christmas Will you give something of yourself to those that are in need? Or will yours be “Bah! Humbug” Mark Legge alias Leggolas ![]() ![]() |
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Noden,thank you for posting this. I love Legolass's work, he will be thrilled his poem is getting some good exposure.
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Noden,thank you for posting this. I love Legolass's work, he will be thrilled his poem is getting some good exposure. ![]() ![]() You bet he will, I hope lots of peeps get to read it and take into account how lucky or not they are and that some of us are thinking about them... Thanks for stopping in my sis!!!! ![]() ![]() |
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A very good friend of mine wrote this poem I find it to be increditably rich with taste emphasises on the values and importance in relizing there are people out there that are suffering as we sit in our warm homes with family and friends, maybe your hand can reach out to someone...less fortunate... Noden! Bah! Humbug Ebenezer Scrooge. The Avaricious Archetype Subconscious Prophet to countless souls Devoid of Charity. Overwhelmed with their pregnant pangs of self indulgency. Can I ask ? What does Christmas mean to you? Is it not a time for reflection? Not only of those images that touch and stir the soul, but contemplation of that which resides within. Is it not a time to give something of ourselves to those less fortunate? A time for the spreading of Goodwill, Peace and Harmony. This Christmas, as you teeter on the threshold of further festive forage will you falter? Will you take a solitary moment to suppress those soaring surges of glee and spare a thought. Spare a thought for the sick, the frail and the ailing, will you lend yourself to each of those that shall not survive this day. Spare a thought for the cowering defenceless child who’s feeble outstretched quivering hands will fail to stem the savage blows. Spare a thought for the feral child, forsaken by fate, eking an existence midst the putrefying piles of human decay. Will you spare a thought? Will you? Will you gaze into the imploring eyes of those swollen infants, too weak to suckle the soothing sustenance that has long since run dry. For their desperation dwindles as does crave for merest grain. Spare a thought for the lonely, the isolated, the brokenhearted, for they yearn the faintest semblance of all those yesterdays. The subdued the subjected the ravaged ridiculed. The maimed the molested the tortured tormented the self inflicting the plagued or for those who’ve simply lost their way or just can not take any more. This Christmas Will you give something of yourself to those that are in need? Or will yours be “Bah! Humbug” Mark Legge alias Leggolas ![]() ![]() Tis isn't it!!!!, thanks for reading...! ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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![]() ...and all through the barn.... the chickens were cackling, the cows lowing in alarm... A woman was in labour... her partner beside Three old blokes, an angel bright lights and their rides.. 'For gawd's sake forgive us' the woman screamed allowed.... 'We should have sold tickets Having drawn such a crowd!' Bah humbug? ![]() ![]() ![]() great poem Noden, thanks for sharing your friend's words. ![]() |
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![]() ...and all through the barn.... the chickens were cackling, the cows lowing in alarm... A woman was in labour... her partner beside Three old blokes, an angel bright lights and their rides.. 'For gawd's sake forgive us' the woman screamed allowed.... 'We should have sold tickets Having drawn such a crowd!' Bah humbug? ![]() ![]() ![]() great poem Noden, thanks for sharing your friend's words. ![]() Tanks Jess but the meaning is for the less fortunate,and our children for people suffering it's all in the poem...nice to see ya again girlie, and take care have a very, very x-mas! |
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Thanks Sis, I think we all need to be reminded the values within ourselves these days. Money doesn't buy the true giving of ones self. IT all comes from the heart. I wish you and yours a very Merry Christmas my dear one and hope 2009 will be just as great as 2008.
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