Snow transforms the world to white
emphasizing premature streaks of gray
running through my hair
Jolly red Santas in malls across the country
an emblem of materialistic hope
to those who still "believe"
Green spruce trees brighten windows
these providers of oxygen
cut down and gaudily humiliated
These are the colours of the season
hairs of gray, white hot rage
bright red packages
financed by green greed
Is this what we have become?
Visions of sugar plum and mp3s
replacing a holy night
and promise of a saviour
I'm sick of looking forward
only to the prospects of more "stuff"
and dreading time with family
fearing a crack that will break us apart
Black is the colour of my season
laced with shades of gray
where a feeble attempt at hope
breaks through
December 22, 2006
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