Birds, you are the pride of this world,
You sing for all men, the trees,
For all Catholics, all Muslims,
You sing for the poor as well as the powerful,
You sing in the forecourt, on the garages,
Only you will make the illiterate happy, one day,
You make happy, dreamers, great poets,
The knights of Las Vegas or Brussels,
Birds, yes, you are the pride of this world,
You sing for all men, the bishops,
The peasants, chemists, nurses,
You sing and nothing can upset you.
This problem in humans always seems to vary
Like a game of chess the movements are scary
Calla lilies given to a queen of hearts to mend
Bishops followed by knights pictures the men
Players like to steal hearts with a crooked smile
For a queen to know hes a joker may take a while
Unless it's obvious he has no money in the bank
Skeleton keys with no home he takes back rank
Relationships like board games are complicated
Almost every person we know have tried to play it
Ones who play and win "I Do" is what they say
With a pilot fountain pen signing their life away
**Cover-Ups**
The Cardinals will sing, but let’s confront the truth behind it all. We deceive ourselves, but a higher power knows the reality of these situations: makeup and the cover-ups. The Cardinals' song may be beautiful, yet the raven never returned, while the dove came back, never forgetting what it had seen. It whistles a tune that demands to be heard.
Does it really matter how long it takes or the tone we strike? This involves clergymen, bishops, priests, and deacons. And let’s not forget Rome, where nuns step out of the shadows and proclaim their truth to the world. I will not pretend to be saintly or holier than thou. Remember your vows and acknowledge the challenges that lie within the Roman Catholic Church.
The Roman Catholic Church is a congregation of all baptized persons
United in the same true faith
The same sacrifice
And under the Holy Father
The Pope
Father Christ founded the Roman Catholic Church to bring all men to Eternal salvation
Father Christ gave the power to teach
To sanctify
And to rule the members of His Church to the Apostles
The 1st Bishops of the Church
The successors of Apostles are the Bishops of the Roman Catholic Church
Father Christ gave special power in His Roman Catholic Church
To St. Peter
By making Him the head of the Apostles
The chief teacher
And ruler of the entire Church
The Successor of St. Peter is the Holy Father
The Bishop of Rome
The priests
Especially Parish Priests
Help the Bishop in the care of the Souls
The queen has all the power
while foot soldiers goad the king
though he maybe important
the church ahead of hymn
as too crusading bishops
diagonally move to sing
the knights gallant in battle
before a fall within
the castle's rabble- rousers
encircled squares are ringed
battles meant to topple towers
to where the fight was hinged
the territory taken
with patience wearing thin
when black on white is shaken
who turns the tide to win?
Someone slowly makes a move
Somewhere in the night
A light switch, a lighter
Some razor blade laughter
Making someone alright
For an hour or maybe two
Any more, you’re getting greedy
Drive her home in the morning
Any more, you’re getting needy
And who’s got time
For that in their life?
The dark bishops dismay
At this bleak array
Of black pawns hiding
Just out of sight
Oh I tried and I tried to let them know
But they hear what they want to hear
And they see what they want to see
And they stare in my general direction
But see anything but me
I will go gentle into that good light now
I will exit stage right
Who needs another to believe in
When the lid is shutting tight
Mr Churchill strolling nude, around his house and gardens
Include, servants inured to such displays. Getting on with
Work many bills to pay' Friends with alister crowly when
Young ( black mass rituals flirting with hell and some?) Pressing the
Flesh of many world leaders..?? Or were they really just
World feeders?? Tough enough in war and fiscal matters
Never paid the grocer whose buisness got battered.'
Con-fidant of presidents and field marshalls; popes and bishops galore..
A bricklaying pastime and whatever more.??
Little black books- blooming everywhere.
From shining sea islands to Belair mansions.
To white house lattice and cathedral bastions.
Little black books- blooming everywhere.
Many pawns are sacrificed; many pawns are pared/
but the queens, bishops, and kings are always spared.
Little black books... blooming- blooming everywhere.
Little black books with time-dusted secrets.
Magically disappear.
It’s high tide worldwide
shock waves lash the shore
America’s gone socialist
Russia revels in Soviet mist
Hamasniks take on Israel
like a mouse up against a lion
Ukraine’s out-growled Putin two years so far
Too bad the West won’t buy in
Europe’s nearly an afterthought
China and India ascendant
Look to African bishops and priests
on them the Catholic Church’s dependent
And with all their social-engineering initiatives
the Left’s atheists are newly propitiative
Abbots of darkness
bishops of pain
Cloistered in dogma
praying for rain
Thunderous chanting
tempest above
Damning false prophets
blessing a dove
Grace comes a hailstorm
Coventry’s shame
Lost in its downpour
thirst to remain
Warning blasphemers
in skies that portend
Ordained and self-serving
the drought never ends
(The New Room: September, 2023)
The pontiff and I
Finally, the pope left, I saw him leave in a helicopter, dressed
in fetching white, his bishops wore black dresses with red stripes like the Norwegian Gestapo wore during the war.
They say 1.5 million people came to his venues, where did
pilgrims go for a pee?
It has been hot today, the sun knowing it has nothing to lose
shines with the utmost brutality not taking any prisoner.
Bodies under the trees, in the avenue, neglected old people dying in their beds, their broods, have gone to the beach
The heat makes people egocentric.
The pope said, when in a lyrical mood “he is a surfer riding on a wave of love.” Not bad for an old man about my age.
The vicar of Christ doesn't worry about breakfast tomorrow
still, I think it is a hard life living in a golden fish bowl.
The king was fair but he chose his wives in a haphazard way.
Subjects of his kingdom said king would one day “rue the day”.
It happened after wife number seven, an awful mean queen.
The ones who watched it happen, said it could not be unseen.
She wiped the throne room with the king’s decapitated head.
Who did that? Asked newcomers, but no one already there said.
For the red queen was a terror, who loved mopping the floor.
With others emotions, and she had more devilish deeds in store.
The bishops and knights ran off to other kingdoms, over the lawn.
There were no rooks in sight, and one crippled horrified pawn.
If chess was the game, I guess the queen had won, but not fair.
The last time I saw her she was climbing high on the stair.
The term pope derives from the Greek "pappas" (father)
Originally
This title was applied to bishops
Later became common to reserve the title
Exclusively to the Bishop of Rome
The Supreme Pontiff
Poetry Written: 1072023
Time Written: 10:30a.m.
Poetry Form: Free Verse
It is of the purest truth that the whole duty of man is to love God and thy neighbor.
However, for pastors, ministers, bishops, and priests, this is a calling of extraordinary labor.
Few and far between are ordained to present themselves before a congregation,
to spread the word of wisdom, healing, thought-provoking advice, and salvation.
Ever striving to teach and assist their fellow man with blood, sweat, and tears.
Calluses have formed on their knees from fervent penitence over the many years.
Behold their discretion in the spirit; ultimately, heaven's very best.
Tempered in the furnace of life and having passed a tumultuous test.
Surely, the honor shall henceforth be bestowed upon those select few,
who brings forth spiritual enlightenment foresight and insight.
Blessings are upon those who help the multitude
to discern and sift out the wrong from the right.
We set before you our appreciation for your passion and chosen path.
May you have unbounded blessings of health and prosperity to you from your congregation.
The sacred gift for this relentless and solemn duty is
Surely to be named in the book of life and glorious salvation.
Before, I never understood Chess
This game
Took on an interesting name
As our Creator, you know why things are done
Why our Father and Jesus Christ are one
The Pawns
Move them along
Rooks
Take a look!
The Knights horses delight
They saw the light
Our Lord's Bishops
Are blessing it
Commence and advance
The queen will have her dance
Our King is never late
Checkmate!
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