So once again comes this time of year
When all everyone's expected to show is cheer.

Cheer for all that they have around
"Cheers!" as glasses clink together ringing sounds!
But this year, in particular, out of many
Highlights the every day struggles of any
Person unlucky enough to fit in with modern day 'expectations'
As our country chooses to eject any hopeful relations,
Casting down Others and even creating this Other-ing,
Rather than living up to Old Britannia's proud Mothering.
Leaving many, if most, fighting for jobs
We're not all lazy, just all that's left is odds and sods.
A culture already devoured by its own empty greed.
Flashing advertisements disguising us from anything we really need.
So instead of buying into what They want me to,
This year I've had to cut-back, but it doesn't mean I don't think of you.
And not just at this prescribed time of festive medication
But always - for you're part of me, in this crazy creation.