XMASS

All holidays are a farce
Most of them are birthday driven
And you can shove them up your arse

Jesus was born twice so we may be forgiven
Easter, Christmas? Let’s go out and buy shit
All us fools in a capitalistic haven division

Thanksgivings a crock! Pilgrims aren’t legit
Another birthday celebration, for land!
Oddly, ZazaTurkey wasn’t even the main dish

Don’t get me started on the nationalist demand
Funny how they span the summer season
Excuses for a BBQ and sales on soda is in demand

Valentines, Mother’s and Fathers day are a wallets treason
Go out and buy some cards, chocolates, and ties
Because everybody wants something for no damn reason

Sorry if I missed other cultures and yearly traditional lies
I’ve wasted much of my life watching consumers
Thinking they’re the only family supporting this disguise
Vapid, sordid, traditional; falling into familial rumors
In a peddlers village buying products just as soon as they can rise
Holiday’s they are a tumor with dollar signs; designed with gold in mind

So I say to live life daily and end with no surmise
A toast to all your family and all of those who’ve died
Birthdays happen everyday and the sun will surely rise

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The White Raven

Writer, author, philosopher, philanthropist, poet, imbecile, denizen gypsy. A rare bird of sorts is what you'll come to think of me. I love to write, play, and work diligently to prove one day fiction will become a reality. I'm very simple when it comes to my views on life, a backpack is ideally my best friend and I found my mistress with paper and pen.

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