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End of Shift (A Christmas Tragedy)
Tears
Trickled
Down her cheeks
At the sight of
The empty stocking,
The house, unvisited.
While, next door, Father Christmas
Looked at his watch, zipped up his bag
And roared home for breakfast in his Jag.
Friday 29th November 2024 8:48 am
Nativity
How has the shrine of wisdom and manger
Become a nightmare of fear and danger?
Lives tossed aside, like unwanted presents,
Of factory workers and toiling peasants?
How has Christmas, day of celebration,
Been transformed into a desecration,
Where the rocket, mortar, the flag and fist
Are the only currencies which subsist,
And the welcome afforded to a guest
Is replaced b...
Thursday 14th December 2023 1:35 pm
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