merry christmas.

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poetry from year 9. For everyone.

Submitted: July 19, 2012

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Submitted: July 19, 2012




Merry Christmas, they say

as they walk down the streets

as kids wait in their chairs

hoping for gifts in their seats

Merry Christmas, indeed,

to those who aren’t lost

for that day of baby’s birth

came at such a great cost.

Merry Christmas to grandpa,

may he rest in peace,

who fought in religious combat

and then shot; his heart ceased.

Merry Christmas to the lands

of battle and fright

guns will make sure

not one mouse stirs that night.

Merry Christmas to those

biased and judged for believing

tortured and out casted

switch religions or be leaving.

Merry Christmas to father,

a great general, as they found,

who fell to his death

in religious war ground.

Merry Christmas to all

and to all a good night

as people die in the streets

of judgment and fight.

What has this thing done?

a birth of a god?

causing turmoil and pressure

to lands all abroad.

‘twas the night before Christmas

and all though the house

not a creature was stirring

not even a mouse.

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