The holiday season is a time to immerse oneself in a fantasy land of a fat, jolly, old man with bad fashion sense coming down the chimney to reward good children with toys, and an infant savior in "swaddling clothes," born in a manager with the grandest of delusions of grandeur.
Lights shimmering on trees and an overabundance of food and drink make us think that all is right with the world. But it's not. An old holiday song with a new set of lyrics says it best.
silent night holy night
new lyrics by Tommi Avicolli Mecca
Silent night, holy night
all is calm, all is bright
round young homeless mother and child
hungry infant so tender and mild
sleep on America’s streets
sleep on America’s streets
Silent night, holy night
cops drag poor out of sight
fine them for asking for change on the street
just a few pennies for something to eat
jails are our homes for the poor
jails are our homes for the poor
Silent night, holy night
compassion reigns what is this light
people are there to give food to the poor
opening hearts to the ones who need more
all for one night of the year
only one night of the year
Silent night, holy night
one one stirs, ground is white
snow is falling on the city so clean
on the mother and child who are ever so lean
dead on America’s streets
dead on America’s streets
Since I can't seem to get the embeded video of a recent performance of the song to show up on this page, here's the link to youtube:


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