The essence of Christmas has changed as times passed.
Hierarchy categorical, we forget what its about at all.Decorating plastic conifers trees , being kind for once to the beggers in the streets.Stroke of a heartbeat when the clock struck 12 we on our feet. Caroling...not much praising and honouring. .the main reason.Gifts.We all expecting gifts on a day "our saviour" began to live. Selfish is mankind, 365 days a year and sparing one for our stupidity is too high of a price.Gone are the days where the essense of the 25th had taste. Cannibals of faith.Destructors of the main reason.To praise him.When we don't see him. You'd think Santa Claus is him.It ain't him. But who am I to change the tune of a age-old hym?