The Canonization Of Brother Walfrid Poem by Daniel McDonagh

A man of God
A servant to his Parish
How his soul bled
For the displaced immigrant Irish.

How poverty grew
As their souls lost the fight
Their faith became strong
With the Lamb of God as their Light.

Their culture was ignored
No hope, no dreams
Until a Parish Priest
Raised an Irish team,

To play a game of football
For the poor Irish tables
To feed and clothe
The suffering families.

The Celtic were welcomed
Into the young & old of Irish heart
As they stood in unity
Around Celtic Park.

Today, we raise the cry
On the history of the Celtic
Will God one day accept?
The canonization of Brother Walfrid.


June’27th 2005