Christmas

A never ending clock a countdown to the most obscure night of the year a year full of despair- death and lies all for an illusion an illusion of warmth- security and love merry christmas they say as if their life depended on it merry Christmas they say while draining you of money merry Christmas they say while degrading you down to a slave For Jesus Christ we all live we breathe and inhabit his precense as if he isn't just the fabric of imagination like a sound in a forest for if no eyes were to observe it it woulndt be real But for our sanity and our morality we say merry Christmas every year.