Blue bullets find another brother
While you crack your teeth on a silver spoon
Black queens burn their crowns
As you drink cocoa under a December moon
A winter filled church hides a body
While you open gifts from a pedophile in red
Tears rain down on a closed casket
As you let all your family compliments go to your head
Shadows crowd into a grey cemetery
While you brag about the gifts you gave
A body returns to the dust from which it came
As prayers recommend a day your people feed the grave