The Christmas view from the foxhole.


I Christmas
I pod I phone I couldn't give a toss
Android or Google it makes me so cross
Jumpers with puddings antlers and bells
No ****** turkeys so fights at M and S
Away in a manger?
More like with the fairies!
Mummys half cut with the pre Xmas sherry
Dads bursting out of a suit that's too small.
For a couple of kids who deserve **** all!
Santas naughty list is totally ignored.
Hundreds are spent to hype it up more
Excess in all and no idea of why,
Christmas is lost and the meaning a lie.
Gifts for a newborn became a flat screen TV.
The Christmas works party
***** or VD?
It's Christmas yelled out by Slade and Roy Wood.
Danced to by drunkards who hope for some luck.
It's over next morning with socks and lynx.
Do all women think we're barefoot and stink?
So love to you all and peace on earth.
Haven't you heard a ****** gave birth?
Her dad was unknown the father quite odd.
Talked like a ****** to some guy called god
She was probably spaced out on Lebanese red.
Thought that an angel had been in her bed!
So drink up my friends and remember one thing
It's Christmas tomorrow the birth of the king.
So off to the church and pretend to be good and sing.
And full of good cheer at least for a day.
And back to hatred for the rest of the year.
We're bombing the ***** out of the Holy Lands.
The points been missed
We're all drunk and ******.

Hope is an island inhabited by dreams, were all the answers are, but no person lives.

When I was born it was 66 The Beatles were trying to work it out. The sounds of silence crossed the ocean and
These boots are made for walking, set the rebel scene as teenagers went to war.
Elsewhere they said the sun ain't gonna shine anymore and wanted Somebody to help me. You don't have to say you love me and Pretty flamingos were all about.
Then the war in Asia had the ballad of the green berets a **** storm clouded all their minds and paint it black made people think of those who didn't come back.
Then stranger in the night and when a man loves a woman were sung to make us forget.
You can't hurry love so reach out ill be there made the summer of love seem good again.
The paper back writter took the last train to Clarksville on the poor side of town where the song on the radio just keeps me hangin on.
But in the end December came and ended on a high. Good vibrations from the beach boys was merry xmas to all.

Schrödingers you are!
Neither one nor the other
You are not having a relationship and having one at the same time!

I am me.
I am am an assortment of men to others.
Different to each person.
Unique to all.
The same to none. Adventurous to some.
Stoic to others.
But for one I will be all or nothing at the same time.

Sometimes you think you shouldn't care when all around you don't see your pain.
Sometimes all that's left is an empty chair that's all they see not who was there.
Sometimes you think that no one sees any of the life you lead or how you struggle to make ends meet.
Sometimes it's easy for them to say **** it all and run away, maybe they did just that, yet don't understand you can't.
Sometimes you tire of trying to be, the strong one in a weakened chain.
Sometimes you look at my mistakes, afraid to make more for companys sake.
Sometimes you curse being alone when you couldn't leave aged parents alone.
Sometimes you look into their eyes and see you are all that keeps them alive.
Sometimes you wake and check on them, in case they died while you slept.
Sometimes you want to explain your chains to people who don't see your pain, or how you're bound and sacrifice what you crave every night.
A river runs through all our lives where others swim and dive.
Not joining them is a price you pay when you are torn to stay and be a son.