Green for Envy Red for Blood

Wary Christmas

Do not tell me my father is a hero
My mother had to play his game
The sum of what I got from him is zero
She fought so I could have his name

My father beat my mother
Until she was broken
I know because
She always was

Sweet beautiful mommy I have tried
To avenge your honor since you died

Later he killed my brother
A secret unspoken
But I found out
There is no doubt

How I wish I could have known you Scott
I have never been and you were not

And then there is my Uncle Jack
Who made my life a nightmare
Growing up here in hell

This is why I do not care
For Christmas for it takes me back
To what I know so well

Silent night
Smell of death
On his breath
Nightmare night

How it hurts to write all this
I struggle to forget
Searching for the light in this
Dark lifetime of regret
Would I could make right all this

Bereft with what is left of me to be
Leaving hopeless known for hope unknown
To be with Silke now and destiny
For the first time I am not alone

Silent night
Nightmare night
Fight
Fight
Fight

Green for envy red for blood
Oh well
Christmas in my neighborhood
Of hell

Wary Christmas to all and to all a good night
Green for envy red for blood
I will sleep till tomorrow puts out your false light
Never to be understood



+Steven Curtis Lance

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