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It’s not like Christmas

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It’s not like Christmas
The spirit’s not yuletide
The grass is still green
There’s no snow outside

It’s not like Christmas
There’s no joy in my heart
Santa’s not coming here
Because we are apart

It’s not like Christmas
No reason to celebrate
Life’s left my soul
Is loneliness my fate?

The Aftermath

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Mangled eyes amongst the destruction
bear the burden in a web of reflections
while the animal chorus poisons sleep
and shattered vermin work kneeling
along the skeleton universe.

Death’s vanity
slowly fires the guilty breath
as the tentacles of a prayer
secretly escape the viper’s mouth,
while children like ravaged daisies
mirror the splintered bombs.