HOLIDAY FABLE, a poem
It was a word That stuck in his brain
He was a blind boy Locked in the dark
“Resuscitation” is what he needed That was the word
He wanted to SEE
He heard about the spectacle of color
Whispers told about the magic of red The mystery of green
Holidays were approaching
Stories hummed in wires And electrical cables
Telling of miracles & inventions
I-pads 3-D TV 4-G phones
Blind boy wanted to see and own
He heard there were bargains at the mall
He needed to be revived Brought back to the world of the living
A stray bullet took his sight His life
Doctors tried But failed
Blind boy lay in a coffin
Bargaining with heaven & hell for resuscitation
He hammered on the lid Clawed at the earth
Till he saw the glow of moonlight
Blind boy rose out of the grave
Adorned in green & red gore
A Christmas Zombie
Searching for bargains galore
