Hello Christmas
 

 



You don’t look, feel, or taste

The same as winters before

There’s uneasiness in the air

There are questions on every corner

Where hungry children cry for food

Plastic bags stuffed with empty bottles

Dirty blankets with stains of the day


This is not my America


I don’t recognize this country anymore

Massive unemployment

Multiple foreign languages being

Spoken in an air of uncertainty

Political correctness squared to infinity

A congress of thieves and manipulators

Special interest groups demanding money

For what they deem as a necessity to survive


Hello Christmas

The Whitehouse Christmas tree is

Decorated with x rated ornaments

The ACLU has a plaque right next to it

Denying the existence of religion

And our Christian Heritage

“The longer we lie supine
The more difficult it will be
To stand erect”**
“Political Correctness Gone Mad”

An excerpt from : “Because They Hate” by Brigitte Gabriel
Do yourself, your family, and your country a favor and buy this book.
It will open your eyes….


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By Bubby

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