a message to santa

hello santa,

your secretary forwarded me your email.

who's your new friend i heard about? in any case, please say hello to her for me. sorry for not writing to you in so long. the snail you gave me last xmas screwed up. i'd been hangin between the lines. can feel you smile as i say this. remember those attempts you made to make me see how things were never black and white? i got it - somehow. i've been keepin' in touch with the shimmering shades of grey, there’s something poignantly beautiful about it. despite few lucrative deals turning up after you left, i stood still against becomin' an anti-business greenie. i hear silence when i realised you were right. silence again, when i realised i was wrong. and more silence when i see many others making the same mistake. no worries santa, all your efforts haven't been in vain, futile hopes shall never follow me to my grave.

oh yes, there ain't no surrendering away from our own dignity, that's right too.

best wishes.