RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: POPE FRANCIS
A Pope for the Masses
The leader of an ancient church
A conscience to humankind
In humble heart we held him first
A unity of heart and mind
He opened up the pearly gates
When once those gates were chained
He criticized both church and state
Though his kindness never waned
His words spoke to all of us
The wicked, poor and feeble
He understood desire and lust
He drove a stake through evil
He spoke to all the masses
The hopeless and oppressed
The rich and lower classes
Every one of us was blessed
We’ll never see his like again
Of that we can be certain
To every soul he was a friend
He carried a heavy burden
(On the death of Pope Francis,
may he rest in peace.)
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