Merry Christmas

I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas...

even though I'm
so far from Merry it's insane...
Santa left a note on the tree...

"There's a recession
and those greedy lil elves
don't work for free...had to
pink slip a few so
your tree might be a bit bare...
suck it up...
life itself ain't fair"...

Fat bastard.

Oh Christmas Tree...Oh Christmas Tree...

This year you're just a reminder for me...
my Mama's gone and didn't help decorate...
I'm not Martha Stewart
so my shit looks second rate...
and I'm really feelin' like
takin' you down NOW...
but since the kids would be pissed...
I'll tolerate you for another 24...
somehow...

Noel...Noel...

This world's a living Hell...
I'm not in the mood for
celebration...I'm like the Grinch...
piss on some jubilation...
I can't sit here and
sip on some fuckin' egg nog
while families are under bridges
freezin' and cryin' and...
prayin' they see another day without dyin'...
broke down by the elements ...
cast aside by the government...

sip... sip... contemplation....

and here I sit...
not doing SHIT...
but thinking...

Oh Holy Night... the stars are brightly shining...

where is Jesus now?
I mean... for real...
He's got to have some kinda pull...
a little weight... shit ain't gotta be great...
but DAMN...can we get a bit of a break?
Each morning when I wake I have to
FORCE myself to search for the blessings ...
have to sit and ponder the day before and
analyze the lessons and
trace my footsteps...and remember where I fell...
and damn...well... shit...
try not to go the same route and repeat it...
and maybe...just maybe on a day like today...
I can touch somebody else and they'll say
thank you...or even maybe even fuck you...
but at least plant a seed of thought
that maybe will germinate...growing into
a bit of knowledge that will someday bring...

Joy to the World...

the angels sing... yet most of us can't hear 'em...
cuz we're too busy worried about
who got who what and she got more than I did and
she musta spent at least 100 on that shit...
and damn did you taste Mae's collard greens?
I ain't tryin' to be mean but I'd rather
suck down a bowl of boiled spit...and
why did she wear that to Granny's house?
Gina is late and damn I really hate
that man she's with now... she's gained a lot of weight...
lookin' like a cow...and i bet he beats her...
I ain't one to gossip and I sure ain't hatin'...
(when you know you're home every night
masturbatin').... **ahem**

Christmas ain't what it used to be...

but

I'll wish you a Merry Christmas anyway...
to you from me.