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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