plastic smiles, polythene emotions, gift-wrapped for yet another commercial chasm,

lost humanity flitting hither and thither, seeking to procure that perfect gift.

the fakery is ubiquitous, as inured souls scavenge malls, snouts in the rough as this or that price falls,

where are the simple joys, the fullness of souls and hearts imbibing, each others purest essence,

and not simply shopping till dropping for this year’s most coveted presents …