Once supposing so

Stranger than these times
where man is caught up in the hype of
chains and masks and where are your balls?

Marley downs the boughs of holly
he’s not so fukin jolly
but he is awfully dead

no swearing comes a voice from the back seats
where the deadbeats smoke their crack pipes
because it’s Sunday
a day to be blessed.

you can’t dress up a broiler
as a fancy Christmas turkey,
but they tried it on with me.

They tell me
Jesus saves
Jesus lives
they never tell me

© 2020, John Smallshaw.