There’s no warm flesh allowed here unless it’s our own.
Pass the hate and the threat sauce, then let us give thanks.
Christmas means that Thanksgiving was one month before.
Somewhere in there, Black Friday we cannot ignore.
Those who dare to be thankful are those who run banks.
The palette of protection is way overblown.
Those who don’t have an appetite eat to their fill
Of apparent abundance by virtue and fate.
Those who do want a warm meal are welcomed in homes
That are not so beleaguered by fearful syndromes.
Are our best and worst attributes truly innate?
We need not be so thankful that pain is a thrill.
Flesh must be served with metal. Our troops must be there
At the border to wait for what seems but a few.
I know you can be thankful, though not with your own.
We are all right there with you. I hope this is shown
In a way that brings warmth and compassion to you.
God bless all the world’s people. Is this a good prayer?