Holy Mess
The tip of the fur tree sticks out like a sore candle
Barely visible an angel drowns in a pileup of presents
Fortunately wrappers and cards are bio-degradable
Each allocated their circumspect place for recycling
Ribbons find rest in a manger on top of Baby Jesus
Who awaits resurrection just breathing under the load
Season’s decorations sum up the festival of love
Finely crafted dollar signs meet the cherishing eyes
Wooden ornaments of cross bows and skull bones
Defiled grave stones miniscule reminders of peace
Guns and roses entwining unmistakeable messages
Thorns are forever and tiny bullets shine like tinsel
Mesmerized the young family looks at their gifts
No plastic in sight because this is a sustainable feast
Chocolate Santas jingle silent nights on Kalashnikovs
Pinocchio attempts to rescue the meaning of kindness
Slides down the chimney on Rapunzel’s delicate hair
Gets ditched in a trench of poppies bloody like wine
A veiled little figure begs for mercy at the Jolly Inn
Which looks like a shopping mall that hails indigestion
Jojos powered by solar eclipses arrest in full flight
But the children are happy as long as they get a drone
To spread holy prophesies in the name of liberation
From infidel contamination of pagans soldiering on
Jonny plays with the cardboard crates not quite prepared
For what might be in Pandora’s Box and Felix the cat licks
Tins of caviar and dolphin with no tuna caught in the net
Holly and Ivy are too small to digest mince pies and porkies
They shriek when Christmas crackers explode in their faces
Are too young to wonder what might have caused the charade
20th December2019
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