Black Friday and The Cost

Black Friday, a day we would
get up with or without work,
spend what we don’t have on things
we don’t need; get there first
even for violence to get the
goods to rest under whatever
broken dead tree. The American dream.
I never thought it would matter, but
when they go it does; all that
wrapping, that paper, that pomp,
and the one to give it to is gone.
More time with those you love around you,
hang your shopping shoes up.
More time, more time and joy.
The cost is not sold in stores.

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