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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Ashes to dust If you must You will only end up in a bust You see you proclaimed yourself as a King In a place where they did not want to hear such a thing Defending from armies they did have And you were perceived as being bad Parading through the town With under a week before things went down You were the town favorite And today you are remembered as a wafer Strutting through the streets Preaching a profession that you teach They had it with you Challenging them during a time when trouble brew Showing power like a flower Your faith was constantly under attack Since it was based on invisible ideas of spirituality not scientific fact It was their decision To send you to prison Using the masses as judge and jury You looked not too much worry After they gave you a thorny crown You would be nailed to the cross tied up and bound When there was a clasp of thunder A few were left to wonder You left on a business trip to discuss things down under This was the best way to free the sinner By having a talk with the rebel angel that in the book of Genesis was not the winner Upon your return Your friends were concern So you told him how to resolve this human jam Since it was Father’s pride and joy that is called man It took under a hundred years To bring the Romans to tears When something from below Put on a devilish show That turned a Roman vacation spot Really hot With ash flying like snow Made the Romans think hard about what they actually know I sit here in my half of a barn Using a poetic style to yarn A prince they say that I am Trying to understand the almighty’s plan Despite having four legs I have the power not to beg And a walk like an animal that some call a beast But in true reality I am at peace I am also not confused And I have faith in the one who the Apostles called their muse Once again we will celebrate lent With not much resent Showing an image of pride Quietly letting our enemies know that we live with honesty inside
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