Let The Truth Be Told

Christmas is quickly approaching

Annual judgements are coming

Who’s been naughty?

Who has been nice?

Write Santa a letter

Or sit on his lap at the mall

Confess your sins and feel better

And pray to get at least a new doll

You asked for new video games

And you asked for a new smartphone 

Why did you tattle all those names?

Why did you hide Mommy’s cellphone?

Coal in chimney stockings are nothing new

Oranges and crackers are nothing new neither

Be scared of the year past, you might be screwed

I do not want to believe it either.

     MERRY CHRISTMAS