I woke up to the news that Christmas had been cancelled

Because the little white Jesus offended so many people

So I tried to get back to my dreams but woke up yet again

Wondering what would be cancelled next.

Would it be an abstract idea that irritates the politically correct

Or an occasion for celebration that doesn’t feel right in a woken up world.

Feelings supersede sense and nonsense beats facts

And people die because they have been alienated from this cowardly new world

Where effort is maligned

And history has been cancelled.

So we’re gone, though we may think we still exist

But we don’t because life has been cancelled

The zombies have woken with no music to play

No books can be written,

Or painting displayed.

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