The meaning of Christmas has been diluted
Water feeding the trees is polluted
Not one gift from any supposed friend
Not one wish to be happy sent my way
Not one card that proclaims good cheer
Don’t blame the pandemic
It has been like this many years
Rejected by your idea of Christmas
Are the very lives Christ also died for

So my anger naturally flares
Everybody up off their chairs
Look carefully and around
See the lives that surround
See that the least are also Christ
See that this is how Christ returns
Among the least He has already come
And the way was not prepared
On you this was to do

But your selfishness prevailed…