Innocence in a day,
Ignoring the true event,
And what it's really done.
A blood bath for infidels,
A feast for crucifixion.

Gather round!
Let us give thanks
To our daily prosecution.
For we are not one
If not united in faith
Pity to those,
Only against our cause.
May god have mercy
On ours, but not theirs.
Without commitment,
They do not deserve.

A tar stained family gathering.
Barley on the breath of elders.
Red eyes of the young
Starving for knowledge.
Dine together, nevertheless.
Assumptions never spoken
Just choked back,
Discussed with glances.

Bring out the fancy china,
Disguised as styrofoam.
Let gluttony take place.
Consume what you can,
Before someone else does.

A festive encounter
For the loss of sin,
But still it resides
Trenches deep,
Universe wide.
Incognito from the holly
Decorating the liveliness.