Lonely Christmas

Rising early in the morning I heard the birds singing,
The trees dancing to the rhythm of the bright lovely morning,
The sun shining as bright as Moses’ forehead,

Men shouting and singing their lovely Christmas song,
The message is clear,
It's Christmas!

Boxes wrapped in golden colours of Christmas transcending,
Flowers to loved ones and Cards to friends,
Friends and loved ones hanging out and celebrating,
And people singing in the gentle Christmas bliss.

Where is my portion, I humbly asked,
No flowers, no boxes, no gifts at all,
Not even a loved one around to encourage!

No one to celebrate with!
Loneliness knocks at my door,
Depression became my Christmas gift.

Boredom my food and tears my I gladly drink,
None to cheer me up, None to make life look meaningful!
Is there any reason to live? I asked!
Can I ever celebrate Christmas with family and friends by my side?

Cheering me up, making merriment and singing together!
Will I ever be greeted on Christmas Day with flowers, cards, and boxes?

While wallowing in this frustration,

Overwhelmed by the feeling of dejection and rejection,

You brought hope and life into my bones,

Cos you are a friend who sticks closer than a brother,

You are Jesus Christ, friend to friendless,

And hope to the hopeless.

You took away my loneliness!

Copyright © Duuamene Nyimanu

Specially dedicated to all those celebrating Christmas away from their loved ones, those driven out of the homes and countries.