Chris (Father)
Sharen (Mother)
Lennox (Son)
Topic: Silent Night
Intro:
When most people think of Christmas, they picture a joyous holiday when snow envelops the trees and ground while their families lovingly exchange gifts around a beautiful fire. Some individuals possess a brilliant closeness with Christian faith, which allows them to see the true meaning of the holiday (Jesus’ day of birth). Yet others view Christmas as just another day, another day filled with anger, hate, abuse and depression…
Life:
“…Daddy…why don’t we celebrate Christmas?...all of my Friends Do”/
“It’s Simple, no one in this family deserves gifts…so were not Meant To”/
“But Dad…I’ve Been Good”…“ Don’t talk back or my belt will go Against You/
Besides…we cant eat Pretend Food, only necessities, we don’t have Money to Blow”/
“Dinners ready”…Chris strolls inside and drops his tools, “Hunny, I’m Home”/
“Something is Wrong…Sharen, you wont look at me and tha Chicken is Burnt/
Actually, This is tha Worst…Bitch Listen…I put up with less Shit Than This at Work/
Tha Kitchen it Works, you stay home all day do NOTHIN’…I deserve a Decent Meal/
I cant Believe This…for Real, you hang out…while I melt Pieces of Steal”/
“Please stop yellin’…Chris, I got Distracted With…it was only an Accident/
I’m sorry…I wont let it Happen Again” He soon begins Laughin…than Grins/
“Damn straight…It wont Happen Again, next time there will be Consequences/
I suggest that you Not Forget This, life is short, there’s only Time for Business”/
“Lennox, eat up…homework time, by tha way How Are your Grades?/ ”
“…Umm…kinda bad”…Chris tries composure…still couldn’t Devour his Rage/
Slaps Lennox and screams “Quit F***in Up”…Overpowered with Hate/
“No slackin’…no Hour for Break, your studyin’ all night…a Shower can Wait”/
Lennox cries…“Leave…Cower Away…and Sharen, Man Up…be More Strict/
My plate is full, packed with more and More Shit…I cant Support This/”
“I’ve tried and tried but”…“ Poor Bitch”, he removes his belt, “tha Time is Right/
Why I Try? ”…Sharen Cries in Fright…and now begins a typical Violent Fight/
Chris’ outrageous temper…once again turns a silent day into a Silent Night/
Christmas:
“Wake up, mom…dad…wake up, its Christmas”, “Shut up…This Kid/
I don’t see any Gifts Kid, looks like we’re all on Santa’s Shit List/”
“My teacher told me…no matter what…Santa can be Alive in my Heart/”
“These beliefs betta Die from tha Start, rememba we cant Survive in tha Dark”/
“Hunny, relax…he’s only a child…you don’t need to Be so Firm”/
“No…he Needs to Learn…also…this is none of his Teachers Concerns”/
“Daddy, you have had your birthday…Now its Jesus’ Turn”/
“What did you say to me…Hunny…my belt, this should Teach You/
Find someone else to Preach To…eat u’r words…Receive Clues”/
Lennox begins shakin…turns around and sprints in tha otha Direction/
“Lennox wait”…“ Come back NOW…you forgot ta take…My Present”/
“What is it”…“ Try Guessin”…“ Dad…I’m Sorry…Please don’t Hit Me”/
“Chris, Please…Its Christmas…Lennox and I got you a Gift…See”/
Sharen rolls over slowly pulls a box out from Under tha Bed/
Both of Chris’ hands Cover is Head, Lennox comes back and Hovers Again/
“I was not expectin’ this”…he unwraps tha present…to Discover Within/
“This is why I burnt dinner…sorry…I neva meant to get Under your Skin”/
“New Tools”, rarely Chris responds with Expressions of Love and a Grin/
His smile fades…his eyes widen, “We don’t have this Money to Spend…/
We cant F***in Cover this Ren, thanx but…do you eva think before Actin”/
“You Bastard”…Sharen climbs out of bed and begins Packin’/
“You’re neva Happy”…“ I’m sorry…don’t get Drastic, Relax Hun”/
Sharen starts Laughin, “No…we’re done…this was your Last Shot”/
Lennox and I are tyred of tha abuse”, “Leave, What’s u’r Ass Got?”/
Punk Ass…Stop, Bitch…don’t make me knock off your Fat Block/
My authority extends Passed Cops…Besides, you aint got a Cash Crop”/
Karen passionately reaches in her bag and Grabs her Glock/
“This is what I’ve Got…one step closer…and really get your Last Shot/
Damn it…no more…no more…Just to keep your Ass Guessin’/
This is your Last Lesson…perhaps…a Last Present/
My Ass Regrets It, but here’s my Tragic Message, a Last Objection/
Its advanced Passed Protection, your rage has cause a Mass Infection/”
Trigger squeezed, tha clip is emptied into Chris’ Back and Chest…Then/
“Son…put him in tha basement…in tha box we Stacked tha Rest In”/
Mistakes happen and hatred increases…resulting in Violent Fights/
Some people Strive for Life…other people Survive in Fright/
Remember…a hand Guides tha Knife, you Decide what’s Right/
But…no matter what…a silent day will turn into a Silent Night/
Peace
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