Save Santa Claus – the poem

Santa ClausIt was somewhere in the city, in the middle of a mall,

That the children gathered to hang out as they responded to the call.

They were from all different backgrounds but had a common cause,

To prove the authenticity of the centre’s Santa Claus.

And their unity of purpose was inspirational and strong –

They had very little evidence, but such numbers can’t be wrong.

And they believed their Christmas presents depended on success,

Though their plan was quite uncertain, but conviction nothing less.

They’d received gifts marked “from Santa” that came on Christmas Night,

To prove this Santa was the source – was the purpose of their fight.

Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ

It was elsewhere in the city, in a building tall and sleek,

That a decision was decided to sack Santa in a week.

Those voting were distinguished by their serious demeanour,

They had no imagination, and none of them believers.

All they cared about was record sales and the ever growing buck,

That most kids believed in Santa, they didn’t give a fuck.

These men in suits decided that this Santa had to go

To make way for better strategies that would make their profits grow.

And they sent a representative to the mall to intervene,

But he came across more children than he had ever seen.

Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ

Now my readers can imagine the reception this man got

As he tried approaching Santa, in the middle of that lot.

He was there to serve him notice that he had one week to go,

But the kids, they wouldn’t let him, and their ire they let him know.

“This Santa is the real thing, and you can’t prove that he’s not,

So go back to your ivory tower. Your stupid plan is shot!”

They circled around Santa so the man could not encroach,

He was forced to slink off quietly, like a most unwelcome roach.

Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ ∞ Φ

In a mall within this city, where the children took a stand,

An important precedent was set that you will understand.

Don’t bow down to authority if your heart tells you they’re wrong,

If other voices join with yours, united you’ll be strong.

This Santa still works at the mall, and kids sit on his knee,

Telling him the gifts they want, placed beneath the Christmas tree.


by John Hansen © 2016

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John Hansen

Longtime poet but not in the traditional technical sense. I enjoy rhyme but like to experiment and dabble in many different forms and maybe even make up some of my own. There is always a message or lesson I want to promote through my writing, for that reason, my poetry generally shies away from the abstract and obscure. After a lot of procrastinating I have finally self-published my first eBooks of poetry "I Laughed a Smile" and "On the Wings of Eagles" at Now I find myself branching out and experimenting with short fiction. I have also been fortunate to have two poems chosen to be made into songs and recorded. The first "On the Road to Kingdom Come" by Al Wordlaw, and the second, "If I Could Write a Love Poem" by award-winning Israeli/British singer Tally Koren. I am also finding my services increasingly in demand as a freelance writer and I have ghost-written the text for a number of children's books and educational tutorials. It has taken me many years of searching and restlessness to realise that my life's passion is to write. It saddens me that I wasted so many years not devoting to that, but thinking positively, the experiences gained over those years is now wonderful material for my stories and poems. I want to try to bring a new focus on poetry and try to make it appealing to a new generation of young people and those who thought they never liked or understood it before.

12 thoughts on “Save Santa Claus – the poem

  • September 8, 2016 at 3:31 PM

    Bravo! Kudos to you, John. I love this poem. How dare the big shots try to give Santa the boot. Score big for the kids. Well done.

  • September 8, 2016 at 4:59 PM

    Thank you Phyllis, yes, united the kids won. Glad you enjoyed this.

  • September 8, 2016 at 5:53 PM

    A wonderful joyful story John, with a great message that is so relevant these days, with all the political crap we are forced to put up with. Excellent work my friend.

  • September 9, 2016 at 3:52 PM

    Darling John, sad are those who would steal the magic that lights a child’s eyes, for profit. Boo, Hiss. Very nice piece, with the good spirit of a happy end. 🙂


  • September 10, 2016 at 6:32 AM

    It is always good to aim for a happy ending, Mel, especially when it comes to children and Christmas. It’s good to put the big guys in their place. Glad you enjoyed this.

  • September 17, 2016 at 6:23 AM

    Thanks, Tony. Sorry I missed replying to your comment earlier.

  • September 17, 2016 at 11:48 AM

    I love Christmas poetry. I am so happy the Big Man will have a shout out in our collection. Jamie

  • September 17, 2016 at 3:31 PM

    Thanks Jamie, I enjoy Christmas poems too.ant thought I would write and include it in our book in the hope it is published before Christmas. I borrowed the style of one of my favourite poets.. A.B. Banjo Paterson.

  • December 10, 2016 at 12:09 AM

    Thank you, Nithya. Can’t have an out of work Santa at Christmas.


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