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12/24/12

No Christmas

Christmas
And no Christmas
Waking on a half-cold morning
Rushing to breath on the window
Watch the Christian kids ride bright bikes
Wondering about them around their trees
Choosing presents
Barely thinking of that Jesus baby
Taught there's only one God
Waiting for him
An uncle asks
If the Son was a messiah
Then why is there suffering?
They get Santa though
Who braves the atmosphere
Sled laden with wrapped boxes in velvet bags
None for this house
The fat red man knows to avoid this chimney
We have smeared lamb blood on our doorposts so he
Passes over

© Poem Fix http://www.poemfix.com 2012

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