Mother Teresa The Mission Of Charity Poem by Mark Heathcote

She joined the Sisters of Loreto age 18yrs
Had a 40yr faith crisis, yet has-been-canonised?
Taking her vows as a nun in 1931 her life blurs
'peace of heart' she never developed one
she'd a calling to enter the slums she-agonised
distressed by what she saw and thereupon,

She gave up all gave up searching for peace
to this end, she gave her heart to Jesus
her call, that wasn't seen the least bit caprice?
she aided the dying, the poor in Calcutta.
She helped the sick battle their diseases
she doesn't feign to like the slums or those gutters.

But she wanted to help eradicate poverty,
eliminate hunger and help heal the sick.
While all the time she struggled and conversely
prayed for guidance to strengthen her faith,
holding hands with the insane the lunatic
she made a difference in her humble ways,

She jarred a door wide, showed a needless path
if there were more like her willing to help?
And dedicate help to healing the psychopath,
help sucker the emaciated heart of humanity
war-could-be eradicated, hunger expelled
and peace, faith could reign enigmatically.

On even her Mother Teresa's wrinkled face
but she felt deeply, alone quite abandoned
this void of emptiness at times took its place
she lived in a state of spiritual pain,
but her resolve to help never dampened
from 12yrs of age—knew her path, been preordain.

She opened; open a hospice for the poor,
a home-for-orphans and homeless youths
herself,15yrs-living in a hovel furthermore
opened another for the sufferers of leprosy
yes, I guess she was saintly, you want, proofs?
Leave your riches; homes spread her kind of equity.