There will be homeless this
Christmas,
some not so old,
There will be homeless this
Christmas,
out in the cold and
there'll be warmth and wine
for some that's quite fine
this Christmas.

And while the Tories tell stories of pixies and elves
there will be beggars on Broadway who talk to themselves,
this Christmas.

(Let us not forget the poor folk who've yet to find a place to call their home)

Merry Christmas.

Sleighbells ring,
Noise abatement!
the police attend and
take a statement,
nothing goes right
there's no
Silent night
It's a party in the
West end
wonderland.

There are many times
That I awaken to those familiar chimes
Of sleighbells jingling on Santa's sleigh
Though they still be far away

Blessed am I for believing in old Saint Nick
For without Him, I'd be up a crick
Candy canes and presents for all
Tons of food with its intoxicating smell

Laughter ringing throughout the house
Everyone is awake, yes even the mouse
Today we're definitely celebrating this magical day
For peace on Earth, each one of us pray

Santa's once more come and gone
Hastily leaving before the breaking of dawn
Good will towards each other do we feel
Which love, our hearts, doth it truly heal

Written by:
Jason Cheney
August 8, 2022