Post Pope Poem by Mary Champion

Post Pope

An old pope passed -
where to is not yet certain.
But he will be subscribed to the right creed -
Infallibly!
Surely his future will be better than his past.
So why weep about spent pontiffs
as they finally get to meet
the god they hoped they'd been serving
all their lives?
Isn't that the point of all the sacrifice,
the discipline
and the flagellation -
to make the grade
and enter Paradise?

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