Not Even Thanksgiving
Not even thanksgiving
my ears are tortured
by christmas carols
and holiday sounds
not even thanksgiving
my eyes are sore
christmas trees and snowman
on lawns
in store windows
not even thanksgiving
christmas cookies in the market
decorations
preparations
all way too soon
it would make such a difference
if all this fuss
was all about Jesus birthday
if people were preparing their souls for a holy day
its only early mockery.
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