JUST LIKE ANY OTHER DAY
When the festive lights are fading,
And the tinsel’s in despair.
When all good cheer has dissipated,
Resolutions lie broken everywhere.
The headache’s just receding,
After toasting in the New Year.
The cost of all this merrymaking,
Crippling debt is now the fear.
After all the hearty back slapping,
And the renditions of ‘Auld Lang Syne’,
It’s a return to children murdered in Syria
And the world in fiscal decline.
I look with disdain at this revelry
The supposed friendship and joy,
As, just like any other day,
The brutal killing of a student boy.
A family wiped out by a madman
An innocent man stabbed in the head,
Don’t talk to me of a happy new year
Let’s be realistic instead.
Just as the tree is discarded
The turkey carcass rotting away,
All the false camaraderie and peace
Is forgotten for many a day.
Phil Hall
January 2012
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