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A Catechism Commentary
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
Copyright ©
Marc O'Brien
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