Pope Francis Poem by poet virginus ndubuisi

POPE FRANCISES
My,
Pope, nothing,
Interest me most then,
The way thou matches
Like American army,
I idolize thee,
When will I be like thee?
Thy shoes are like the Italian shoes,
While thy stockings are like,
The white horse,
When will I match like thou?
Thy legs are as pure as peter,
While thy eyes are like mine.

Cardinal Arinze,
Tell Rev.
Father Ejike Mbaka that,
It's the time to put-on the,
Red cap.
Tell his subordinates,
That they should not forget,
Their cross,
My pope,
When will I put-on thy white garment.
Tell,
The reverend Fathers and the,
Sisters that it's time to,
Remember the epistle of,
St. John.
Tell,
Cornel Ojukwu,
That it's the time to remember,
The Biafra's once more.
But,
Do not hesitate to intimate,
Nnamdi Azikewe,
Tell,
The American government that,
The war is over,
But remember to intimate British,
Government and,
Nigerians soldiers.
My pope,
I will love thee now and forever more.

THEMES
1. Unity
2. Visitation
3. Peace
4. Love
5. Love and unity
6. Holiness and Imitation