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Family Forgiving
How do we forgive our family
 For the yearly atrocities
 Forced upon us
 Under the guise of togetherness
 
 An aunt gets drunk and screams at you
 For writing the words out of her mouth
 Your step grandmother sings the praises
 Of FOX News and Glenn Beck
 
 How do we forgive our family
 The holidays remembered
 Full of booze and
 Screaming and
 Cold and
 Screaming and
 Booze
 
 Your father tries to remind you
 That he’s your father
 You run screaming denials
 Into the frosted barren yard
 
 It’s too cold to hide outside
 And you got hit in the face anyway
 with a football
 
 Your hair left down
 So your uncle tries to hit on you
 He doesn’t get his mistake
 Until you shove the beer from his hand
 
 How do we forgive our family
 For forgetting that we’re a vegetarian
 have been all our life
 The only food offered is full of meat
 You survive another holiday on cranberries
 and burnt pie
 
 How do we forgive our family
 Their annual drunken stupor
 Of which you must be 
 the sole sober witness
 Confessions bottled up since the last gathering
 Now see the light of day
 Aunt Diane hates your cousin’s husband
 Lynne thinks her children pissed their lives away
 Your grandmother hates your step grandmother
 Your mother sits with her salad and cries
 You simply stand there
 Waiting for sleep to deliver you
 from your loving family

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