T'is the Season

‘Tis the Season

of candles

and trash fires

 war

in the Holy Lands

death
on the borderlands

  

 nostrums

from rostrums

And there's nothing to be done

but to look for shelter

Nothing to be done

but to ask 

for something to eat

Nothing to be done

but

Praise God with the harp 
 sing to Him with the psaltery 

as

wolves rise from their sleep 

and

shepherds watch their sheep.