The Classic Poem – Death of Santa Claus

The “Death of Santa Claus” is a classic poem that was written by Charles Webb. In this poem Charles Webb tries to give some information about the mysteries behind the death of Santa Claus.

We know of Santa Claus as a round bellied person with a snow white beard and always a smile on his face. Everyone knows him as someone who distributes gifts among small children on the eve of every Christmas. Santa Claus is also known a Father Christmas or St. Nicholas. He supposedly lives somewhere in the North Pole where he works as a caretaker of the Toy shop that is run by the elves.

Given below is the famous poem by Charles Webb which tries to reveal the mysteries behind the death of Santa Claus.

The Death of Santa Claus

Charles Webb

He’s had the chest pains for weeks,

but doctors don’t make house

calls to the North Pole,

he’s let his Blue Cross lapse,

blood tests make him faint,

hospital gown always flap

open, waiting rooms upset

his stomach, and it’s only

indigestion anyway, he thinks,

until, feeding the reindeer,

he feels as if a monster fist

has grabbed his heart and won’t

stop squeezing. He can’t

breathe, and the beautiful white

world he loves goes black,

and he drops on his jelly belly

in the snow and Mrs. Claus

tears out of the toy factory

wailing, and the elves wring

their little hands, and Rudolph’s

nose blinks like a sad ambulance

light, and in a tract house

in Houston, Texas, I’m 8,

telling my mom that stupid

kids at school say Santa’s a big

fake, and she sits with me

on our purple-flowered couch,

and takes my hand, tears

in her throat, the terrible

news rising in her eyes.