The Gift

I see crystal trees lit in green, orange and white
 It's a carnival out there and neon mocks the night
 Nearby a graveyard sleeps under a blanket of dark
 Men dead & gone replenish the earth, play their part
 Seems some of us have to die to turn green
 (Seems) Some of us are now joining in between
 With a sense of urgency, even one of joy
 Learning to turn away from the unwanted toy
 And it's nice to know, some of us make a difference
 That's beyond just talking it up, at some conference
 As a shrinking carbon footprint, a growing conscience
 As part of a collective greed, that eases & lessens
 Go on, look around, re-cognize your gifts
 It's every single thing that cannot be bought
 Let hands like hearts hold not, for more time than befits
 But embrace and empty before the onset of rot
 And if people still starve while food's being burnt
 Its coz the ethics of gifting is yet being learnt
 This is truly a beautiful world that we live in
 May what's now our gift, grow in its giving