Macedonian Seraph Poem by Pasquale DiMeola

Macedonian Seraph



A strong applause for existing
We tip our hats to you
A believer in resisting
The many for the few

As if some fiery preaching
Or signs of imbeciles
Did ever curtail your reaching
To those in sub-caste hell

A driving solace for the poor
You left the convent walls
So said Albanian folklore
God has you in his halls

The world is fraught by humbug
Edged on with faked dismay
You gave the least a fervent hug
And all a brighter day.

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Pasquale DiMeola

Pasquale DiMeola

Newark, New Jersey
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