Advent

How funny it is that suddenly
Everyone you see is just so jolly,
Filled with wonder and awe at the season,
Yet everyone sits and wonders the reason.

The reason for the season is a speech,
That sucks the sparkles from you like a leech.
You can’t refuse a moment’s wonderment 
Because now that results in other men’s torment.

But for every other day you come awake,
And prayers and weary way you deign to take,
You glare at all that comes into your way,
And sigh at all that blurs the bright of day.

 

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