It's hard to honor the holy days
When they become the holidays.
The people run around in a maze,
Subcoming to the commercial ways.
How to worship the Lord above,
How to give out the proper love,
When people push and shove
And think of God, only kind-of.
The holidays have turned cold,
With consumerism to uphold,
And propaganda bold,
Just so products and goods get sold.
It's hard to honor the holy days
When they become the holidays.
The people run around in a maze,
Subcoming to the commercial ways.
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Holidays
by Stephanie Daich
