A Requiem to the Holy Father
A poet's eulogy with a little help from his friends
By George, John Paul is ringed by those
who want to hold his hand.
The world now grieves for one who claimed
to be God's chosen man.
Hey Jude, he knew your words by heart.
The Psalms and Gospels too.
He prayed God's Word when feeling well
and when he had the flu.
When he found himself in times of trouble,
he heard Mary speak.
His was a long and winding road.
He worked eight days a week.
Imagine there's no Heaven? Hell,
he couldn't if he tried.
This shepherd of the Roman flock
could see pearled gates spread wide.
While some believed his God a fool
perched somewhere on a hill,
the Pontiff blanketed them with love
to warm their faithless chill.
T'was something in the way he moved
here, there and everywhere
that mirrored Christ and offered grace
to those without a prayer.
It seems like only yesterday
the Cardinals crowned him Pope.
From Penny Lane to Abbey Road,
his homilies brought hope.
But now, by George, John Paul is ringed
by those who grieve his loss.
And yet their grief will turn to joy
because of Jesus' cross.
Longing for Grace
Faith lessons for who will one day die
The monarch of Monaco died without Grace.
That plight is as sad as a flowerless vase.
The Pope left for Heaven without knowing peace.
In spite of his sermons our wars have increased.
Without what we long for we're really alone.
Just ask one who's homeless or one on a throne.
The need that we're born with is really the same.
We enter the world stained by guilt and by shame.
It's not having money that makes us feel whole.
It's knowing we're loved way down deep in our soul.
It's letting God grace us by cleansing our sin
and giving us meaning and purpose within.
It's one thing to sorrow for those passed away.
But don't die without grace God offers today.
"For it's by grace that we experience God's unconditional love and acceptance. A grace that embraces us when we reach out toward it with arms of faith. And come to think of it, even our ability to reach to receive God's grace is something he makes possible. One thing I know for sure, our good works never are quite good enough. And even when they seem like they are, they cause us to boast about our goodness. And when we do that we're just as bad off as when we started." (a paraphrase of Ephesians 2:8-9)