Towards the forest they travelled,
Streams one after another crossed,
Kosala’s southern boundary reached,
At that stage the chariot stopped.
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Hey, you know the story
Of three poor men lazy,
Resting in a choultry
And feeling quite hungry.
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Sister Marie Therese, a nun
Held a dual role, as matron
To serve in the hospital
And Teacher in the school,
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Bernadette tried her best,
In her new life, to readjust,
But the rigidity enforced,
To follow, it was hard.
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Right from the beginning,
Mayor’s eye was on the spring,
That was a source of income
And a rich man to become.
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The Dean, unlike earlier,
In his heart, had a soft corner,
To this girl, Bernadette,
Who always talked straight.
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When Bernadette fell unconscious,
People thought she was in trance,
But when she opened her eyes,
She had lost color in her face.
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The Dean’s heart, once stone,
Turned itself to a soft tone,
What was its hidden reason?
Perhaps, it was known to one.
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The whole Lourdes Town,
Rose up in a violent agitation,
To demonstrate their feelings
Against the police atrocities.
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The Church still held the view
That any miracle, old or new,
Could not spiritually be accepted,
If science could have it proved.
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