A Poem of Christmas Lament

Christmas is said to be a happy time,
But when we see this war and hate and want
Is joyous life resistance or a crime?

Bells merry and funereal both chime,
Past and future are places we might haunt.
Christmas is said to be a happy time.

To hang the lights, up ladders we will climb.
No frozen earth or darkest night will daunt.
Is joyous life resistance or a crime?

The past recalled may freeze our thoughts with rime
Yet living now, we chose the perfect font.
Christmas is said to be a happy time.

We fill our houses with fresh scents of pine.
Baking, we know none will leave looking gaunt.
Is joyous life resistance or a crime?

A stable scene looked at not as a shrine -
Giving hope if believing we are wont.
Christmas is said to be a happy time.
Is joyous life resistance or a crime?