Ode To Catholicism Poem by Cynthia Yildirim

I
Such history surrounds you
Such beauty related
Such gardens you journey through
So devoted your nuns
Sweet Mother Teresa you have
To gleefully claim as your own
Her heart as pure as a newborn babe
Her soul sitting with God
Blessed be! Blessed be!
II
Seeing your black robes neatly tied
Others have followed your faith for centuries
Yet now your faith is in danger
Lust has overtaken your priest and bishops
How can this be allowed to continue?
It must be stopped!
III
Another leader needs to correct this
He needs to nail his grievances to the door
He needs to reform the church once again
Remember the masses in the masses
Do not disappoint and lose them
For sinful perverse lust
IV
The Pope is not yet strong
He recanted his statements instead
Of standing up for what he believes in
He Pope Benedict XVI has power, he must not
Bow to those he wishes not to
He needs to hold and use his power
To reform the church and to own his ideas
V
Let us dream sweetly
For a moment
Think of the needy children
Waiting for food and comfort
All over the world
Think of the poor family
Needing to learn of God
Think of the poor Willow tree that
Has yet to smile
Let us dream of the morning
Let us consider the dust
Let us ponder the cross
Let us see Mary glowing
VI
For God loved us
That he gave us
His only son
This brave son of his
He sent to us
He let be born
He let live on Earth
He let eat our bread
Wash our feet
And we to his
Rise to mountain tops
Sail on the sea
Cast the fish
Meet the disciples
Guide the many
Bless the plenty
Heal the few
Our Lord God
How grand this gift!
Blessed be! Blessed be!
VII
Save the church
Restore its reputation
For just as the Muslims it is lost
They are lost to Hate
You are lost to Lust
Surely God is not happy friends