In warmth and safety,
the lucky few
argue about slogans
on coffee cups,
red, green and blank.

On a frozen
Syrian mountainside,
caught in
a season of hate,
men are tortured,
women are *****,
and children starve
like trapped
forgotten vermin.

A world away,
angry arguments
about which words
to best mark this
season of love.

Whose side are
you on, God?

Hallelujah.

  ~mce