The Day After Christmas Bell Island Dec 26 2010

Twas the Day After Christmas

And all through the town.

The trash was high piled,

Strewn in a mound

Cardboard cases stacked off the ground

One for a  Samsung flat screen 64″ wide

Another that held a “Tight Lie” golf set with a putter guide

Just off the curb an empty case of Dewar’s

And a John Deere Green cab truck

Complete with twin battery skewers

 

Out on the tarmac I spied such a clash

Of recyclable blue bins next to 1,000 year trash

Oh where is the landfill to hold such a smatter

Of green plastic sacks and Styrofoam matter?

Well China’s the place to ship it of course

For that’s where it came from in bar coded gloss

Before kiddies ripped it, shredded it, mashed it to debris

On Christmas morn with ecstatic glee.

Shouting where is there more, more more for Me?

 

 

Now that it’s over, except for the tree

You can see the event in cold re-al-i-ty

The pipeline from China gushes transitory glee

At a 10X markup from WalMart to thee

 

The reindeer were phony

And so was the fee–that said Visa bought

Love in a Containership Socie-ty

Greetings From Al

The guys from Al’s Carting will expunge the illusion

That those boxes from China were a faithful extrusion

Of your heartfelt feelings for family and kin

When the Asian Invasion was really much trash for the bin

 

So as you settle down by the fire

Worn out, broke, a hangover still to expire

Remember the lesson of Christmas Day After

It’s not what you give that makes hearts patter

It’s 3 days enduring the family

Still with a dollop of love for all to see

That proves your true humanity.

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