Well folks, once again, it's that time of year.
So let me tell you a story, steeped, ages deep in vainglory,
About this season of supposed good cheer.
Long, long ago when this world was quite young,
Most people believed in religion that said man and nature were one.
The symbol of this synthesis was half-animal and half-man:
A totally harmless, flute playing sprite who reveled in life,
Worshiping only the light, and all folk called him - Pan.
Goat horned and hooved was he, a simple illustration, you see,
Of the wide world in balance, nature and human life in close harmony.
But then a new religion arose calling the innocent old faith perfidy,
Based on a concept of life as anthro(as opposed to eco)centricity.
With intolerance it was rife and after its god it did hight: Christianity.
Thereupon the folk all were told (and forced to say it was true)
That all the old ways were wrong, that the new god was so strong.
Thus the god of the old faith became the "devil" of the new!
Gross cruelty and persecution did then begin, and thereafter did ensue
The evil times: "The Dark Ages"- church caused and all should, to this very day, rue.
So for all the gentle souls who were tortured, or at the stake burned,
For believing in their religion, for persevering about nature to care,
Let us offer up a paean (or call it a prayer) to whatever god you dare:
That from theocentricity, hatred and bigotry be all religions turned;
That, no longer should anyone, because of their faith, have to fear!
Then this season might truly be, for all, one of good cheer!