HAPPY HOLIDAZE By David Allen Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, Kwanza, Hanukah, too, This is my holiday poem For you, you and you! Let’s remember this December Other reasons exist To wish a Festivus for the rest of us, No matter your bliss. And, speaking of bliss, This season marks when Buddha found his. Now, isn’t that Zen? And should we add Saturnalia To this season’s list? You see, that old Roman holiday Was the start of all this. For, one week in December The Romans gave a big bash Where everything was permitted, Like “The Purge,” thousands cast To get drunk, damage property, Injure strangers and friends One day history will tell us That’s where “Black Friday” begain. The holiday was so popular Early Catholics stole the date To lure pagans to their churches So they could seal their fate. “But War on Christmas is upon us,” The Faux News anchors scream, But look not only to Humanists For raising their spleen. Hardcore Christians, the Puritans Once took up the torch To ban Christmas hokum No day for their church. The reason for the season To me is just this – Another year’s over And we are still here That’s a reason to party To throw off our fears To look to the future With smiles, without tears To count all our blessings, Whatever that’s worth, Because we haven’t yet Killed our Mother Earth.
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