Merry Hismas

This christmas you’ll know how great I am Ya I’m the man. You want diamonds and a car? I’ll do better by far! Porsche extravagance and a solitaire brighter than the North Star. The present I want to unwrap is you laying seductively under my wife’s tree My christmas colour is pink mystery together we joyfully can rewrite history cause baby cakes you do things to me that make me not care about her misery This christmas is hismas so let’s fill it with ecstasy As we laid there intertwined I felt shock waves going through my mind I couldn’t see or feel you, I’d gone sense blind! In the darkness my blissfulness unravelEd “PLEASE let me hit Rewind” But it was just liquid black I could find They came and removed my wrinkled soul and l was forced to leave you behind Christmas morning I was placed into a pretty box of pine Family and friends didn’t show, not a sign You who I thought was mine drove your new Porsche down Rodeo Drive Later some caviar and wine No worries you felt better than fine After all you have plenty of rich fellows waiting in line. “Happy Birthday to You Happy Birthday to you.” Across the Abyss I watch the Angels celebrate Christmas as on my chest I pound my fists Why wasn’t Jesus there on my Christmas list? My knee is bowed, I now confess but no one can get me out of my mess The more I lusted for turned out to be less Now my soul is burning and I can find no rest I felt powerful like a god believing that was why I was blessed By trusting in myself I failed the ultimate test. For Bobbie Burns, “Beyond The Niceties of Christmas Poetry Contest”.