‘Twas the day before Christmas
And all through the state,
The people were outraged,
And consumed by their hate.
They resented the season
Because it tried to forgive
The corruption and treason
With which we all live.
Both the right and the left-wing,
Convinced of their righteousness,
Declare everyone liars,
Claim all truth is libelous.
Does Christmas have meaning?
Well at least it had once,
And forget the religion
It was all about us.
And yet all that is broken
We are trapped in a cycle
Consumed with resentment
Our urges more primal.
And yet once there was joyousness
With Christmas before us,
But now we’re all poisonous
We make too much fuss.
So our Christmas remembrance
No longer shines bright
We resume our convictions
And go on, dark as the night.
