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Saturday, December 24, 2011

Twas The Night Before a Bleak Future Christmas...

I need to stop reading books and posts about TEOTWAWKI and SHTF scenarios.

I wake up in the night thinking up crap like this......


Twas the night before Christmas, not sure of the year
Not a creature was stirring, they all lived in fear.
The stockings, well tattered, hung on the wall,
The hope of St Nicholas was a dream that is all.

The children were hunkered down in their beds,
With their loaded long guns over their heads.
And mamma in her kevlar and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a short winter’s nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the grey leaded snow
Cast eerie shadows to objects below.
When, what to my night vision goggles should appear,
But a group of marauders, not seeming to fear.

With a beer bellied driver in the leading truck,
I knew in a moment it would take me some luck,
More rapid than wolves the bad guys they came,
I shouted to the family, “We Will Deliver them Pain!”

"Now Dan! Now Adam! Now Abel!, Now Eve!
Hurry  the guns, we’ll make them leave!
To the top of the roof! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house the marauder’s they came,
They wanted out stores , food, guns and grain.

And then, in a the moment, I heard many shouts
My Son with his AR, the shots rang out
As I fired my browning, tactically moving around,
I realized we might be holding our ground

They were dressed all in camo, mismatched I might say,
But their infrared signatures gave them away
The shots increased as the attackers pushed on
We got a few I could see dead on the lawn

They made one last push to get to close to do harm
We fought them back, from taking our farm
They finally gave up, realizing it was futile
We had dealt them some damage and death that was brutal

I surveyed the compound at dawns early light
We buried the bodies still doing what’s right
One of our dogs had died from a knife
He had fought to the death, he had given his life

I try to remember how it had started one day
The financial collapse killed the economy they say
Then the terrorist attacked, they were oh so skilled
Releasing the virus, millions it killed

Things started imploding the government collapsed
People forced into violence, society lapsed
It has been quite some time since the crash and decay
But there are areas of good citizens, needless to say

As time marches on with each passing day
The sun does still rise and in a certain way
Things will get better and someday we will enjoy
What was once a great country no one can destroy

So this Christmas Day, not sure of the year
We will celebrate coming this far that is clear
Someday in the future, when the story is told
People will realize that there were some that were bold

They survived the downfall and maintained what was right
They fought to survive through long days and long nights
I would like to say to all of you who are dear
   Merry Christmas and Hope for a better New Year.


  1. I see the Christmas spirit is strong in this one.....

  2. I would put that copy of Survivors down for a coupla days, if I were you.

    And let me wish you a Merry Christmas! With luck, may this be the worst Christmas we ever face.

  3. Graybeard, thanks for stopping by :) and Merry Christmas. I have not read Survivors yet ( Its on my desk) I have read Patriots, One Second After, The Road, World War Z and Day by Day Armeggedon 1 and 2 :)

  4. http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NVGXdmf7wnc/TvYa0NehemI/AAAAAAAAI38/WCnGCcs6unE/s400/1christmas3.jpg

    It is Christmas ya know!

  5. Nice rendering of Rudolf Darth Bacon!


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