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Incarnated Faith of St Lorenzo Ruiz De Manila

Through the centuries, you have shed light on our lives,
with simplicity and humility you've shown.
An encouragement to all, a testimony of faith,
linked to the shared vision of the church of cultures.

Hat is off to you St Lorenzo Ruiz;
with your strong faith in God,
with demonstrated love for Him,
a message of the gospel, a covenant you fulfilled.

In a rapidly changing world,
still your words are poignant and stirring.
called upon to die in defense of your faith commitment,
a sacrifice, a noble and heroic act,
that identifies his martyrdom.

The strength of soul manifests
through your faith and love for God.
Those joyful voices across the land,
add festivities to the human hearts.

What a noble and wonderful man you're!
a model of faith, hope and love.
Your experience of martyrdom gained honor in the Church,
even around the world, you're venerated and celebrated.

Lorenzo

L.oving and loyal
O.riginal and very classy
R.esponsible and respectful
E.nergetic and eager
N.otable and nosey
Z.any
O.munous personality

Lorenzo Streeter

Lorenzo Streeter
Was a card cheater
He dealt from the bottom
Till Greasy Bill shot 'em.


Premium Member Clerihew Lorenzo

Lorenzo a monk from Sienna in Monaco
painted predella panels 'to go '
Highly gifted& poetic
mauscripts another of his 'party' tricks

Premium Member Lorenzo

Uncooked grains of rice caked our apartment.
Dug themselves into my pliable plantar aspect
I welcomed you from the bottom of my being,
Into my soul,
A friend that made me feel whole.
You dreamt of delicious dishes dancing
In the taste buds of those you loved,
An acid trip of flavors meant for those
Whose love you longed to savor,
But never did.

You died just a kid.
Twenty-one years full of
Unrealized dreams and the
Omnipresent discomfort you felt within.
All the while you smoked away your
Smile that I still picture,
No matter the number of miles
I drive deep between my ankles and
The skyline of Philadelphia.

At your funeral I wondered
Of all those years we could have plundered.
Would you have been the best man at my wedding?
Would we have had a falling out?
Would you have found the woman you loved?
There are many things we could have talked about…

As those loose grains of rice
Free themselves into my footsteps.
I pound the ground into paddies,
And flood the fertile ground 
With a deluge of despondent tears.
A future with you was uncertain,
But one without you is full of fears.
I am leaving trail of scattered rice fields
So you can find me again, my dearest friend.

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