Tis the season??

The hope was lost
The end was not in sight
And I was not one to sport the pink hair
Though I embraced and supported its symbolic meaning
The rebellion and the change
Brought with every new generation
Smells of fast food and indecision
Filling the air with commercialism and hype
Each person making their own personal charge
Whether it be by what they discover or visa
Forgetting this is to be a time of cheer
A time for laughter and of family
Replaced with bickering and 1000's of last minutes
Listening to what others tell us they want
Turning a blind eye and a deaf ear
Merry commercialism everyone
and to everyone a good fight...