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An Undeserving Christmas

As all children were sleeping I crept through the night Nobody heard me There was no one in sight I snuck along quiet To the reindeer den The North Pole’s frigid air Gave me a chill now and then As I entered the cave I beheld quite a sight The big red man himself Gearing up for his flight My goal was quite simple My mind was quite clear Stopping this man was my focus Christmas would not be this year Why? You might ask… What’s this day done to you? I ask you the same If only you knew So I snuck up behind him With all of my might A swift bonk on the head And he was out all right When he finally came too He was tied to a chair He didn’t even struggle He didn’t even care “Oh,” Santa said, “I suppose this is good I could never keep up With the lists like I should” “Each year it gets longer The list of kids’ wishes And if I don’t keep the pace… Well faith is scarce as it is” Surprised by these facts I paced back and forth I must consider my options Before the light of next morn Now the time came For me to explain The reasons I traveled To this northern domain “Three or four years Have passed since that day That I vowed from then on To make Santa pay” “For on that bright day I woke up very early Expecting to open Presents quite worthy” “Of a man like me And all I deserve Boastful you say? Not at all, I reserve The right now to stop This year’s Christmastide Each child will face The disgust as I did” “For coal is no gift To a man who is rich And has all he wants With the world as his niche” Santa listened to me He did not say a word Till finally he spoke And only this was heard “You humans are the same You think the world owes you much I’ll tell you this now We weren’t created for such” “For I too am a man Hired to keep the mass calm Consumerism is the way It spurs many on” “There was once a time When this day meant much more Then the gifts that showed up By the tree on the floor” “Being together was king Of this secular tradition But that time is long gone Replaced by pure ambition” “Above all else We remember the name The brought peace on earth And forgiveness through pain” “This was the time When he appeared in the earth To go to the cross And return us are worth” “So I applaud you now Though your motives aren’t true Maybe what this world needs Is a year bid adieu” I listened intently To the things he had said And a lot of things then Went on in my head I wish I could say That the world plus myself Could survive a year Without new things on our shelves Even if that’s a dream I will constantly remember The things he had said On that day in December
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Sep 23, 2011
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