A man and his wife dig for food from dumpsters,
On a Holy night, star so bright; Christmas rain!
Were nowhere when tragedy struck,
On purpose and intentional was their distance.
Well wishing was returned and then lessening of response,
Until, like companionless dogs, hungry, sick, needing intervention,
That was their new neighbors prayers. Pray to Whom?
God was making note; coals were added, stoking the flames!