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Why, so much progress has been made from the days of my grandfather
Now, it already does look like we do live in the future
But what would it look like in fifty years, pray, do you wonder
Would Christmas be still a joy, a family getaway

Would the birth of Christ still be celebrated
Would faith still be there
Pray, would life be still so fair
Even if now, already, for some, life does be so unfair

See, I believe in some fifty years, the way people celebrate Christmas would change
Why, the whole setting of the Earth itself would change
Seas would cover the lands
Maybe life would be no more as dense as it is

Maybe by then aliens would have conquered Earth
Or maybe, humans would have colonized some other planet
Whichever, in some fifty years, only a blessed few would get to celebrate Christmas
Forgotten would be this grand event

Forgotten for, the world would have other cares
More important ones, like catering to humanity's survival
Yes indeed, how to stay alive if seas do be everywhere
How to celebrate freedom when aliens would have made of humans, slaves

How to celebrate Christmas when some of your family live on another planet
How to celebrate Christmas when food is scarce
When living has become so dangerous
When hoping would all of life, hoping of being by some way or another, saved

Why, I see Christmas as being someday a mere memory
As do be the Legends of ancient Egypt
Maybe, in some fifty years from now, a Christmas tree would be a mere drawing
Maybe Santa Claus would be unknown

Maybe in some fifty years from now,
Parents would have no money to buy their children gifts
Maybe, they would sit, thank the skies for allowing them to be together
And remember of the days when Christmas was a grand celebration

Maybe they would have to be fast
For the alien masters would be needing them
Maybe they would even have to celebrate in hiding
For the aliens would have other celebrations, other beliefs

Why, the future does be uncertain
Nothing does promise humanity a positive gain
Life can turn dark, as it can get better
Whichever, for now, let us be thankful for what life does bestow on us!

29 Nov 2015
Contest : A Futuristic Christmas
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