The Night Before Christmas
By Doreen Margaret Higgs
It was the night before Christmas and out in the street
people were freezing, with cold hands and cold feet.
As shoppers they hurried back to their homes
others to doorways and side streets had come.
Later that night, children did wait
tucked up in bed hoping Santa’s not late.
While out in the street many people lie
Santa and life just passed them by.
Over two thousand years since Christ came to earth
then, there was no room at our Saviour’s birth.
Still every day the cry is the same
no room for the poor, the sick or the lame.
When will we learn? we know its not right
all humans are equal, in the Lord’s sight.
Yet while many each day have too much to eat
others will starve as they lay in the street.
‘Then the King will say to those on His right hand, “Come, you blessed of My Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world: for I was hungry and you gave Me food; I was thirsty and you gave Me drink; I was a stranger and you took Me in; I was naked and you clothed Me; I was sick and you visited Me; I was in prison and you came to Me.”’
[Matthew 25: 34-36]