Sold as a time of merry joy,
Under the surface, tis’ quite the ploy.
Ones happiness’ measure,
Told by the depths of their wallets treasure.

Corporate greed the victor,
As anxiety posed as a boa constrictor.
Love shown not by affection,
By by the spread of our selection.

This holiday season,
Remember to use reason.
Make time for family and friends,
And let your soul start to mend!

Look beyond the need for gifts,
And let your mind fine time to drift,
To deep thoughts and offer your time,
To at last return to your prime!