Eugene Levich

Prayer - Poem by Eugene Levich

Pope Francis landed in Manila
To Say the Mass
Just as a typhoon hit
The Philippines

The wind and rain
Hit him
Just as he
Got off the Plane

“Jesus Christ, ” he muttered,
As he nearly was blown away,
“What shitty weather! ”
Because the Pope is a Good Man,
A Simple Man,
And that is what a Good and Simple Man
Would say
On that kind of a day
In that kind of weather

And in his mind he offered a prayer
To Jesus and Mary
That the typhoon would cease
When he said the Mass
But it didn’t

So hundreds of thousands of Filipinos
Stood out in the pouring rain to hear that mass
Soaked to the skin

Did any of them wonder...
(I wonder) ...
If the Pope is the intermediary
Between Man and God,
And he prays for a sunny day,
And it rains cats and dogs—
If prayer doesn’t work for him—
A Pope, and a good one,
Then what, for us ordinary folks,
Can be the efficacy of prayer?

Topic(s) of this poem: prayer, religion

Comments about Prayer by Eugene Levich

  • Bri Edwards (4/21/2018 12:17:00 PM)

    i enjoyed it again. ;) maybe the P-p-p-oop prayed for rain, just to see how many would come out to hear/see him in such weather? ! i usually draw millions when i speak, rain OR shine. i pray to the Devil for my audiences.

    bri ;)
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  • Noreen Carden (1/26/2016 12:13:00 PM)

    Eugene I really enjoyed reading this it made me smile. You would think the pope would have a bit of pull [influence] with God.Nice read well done (Report) Reply

  • Bri Edwards (11/20/2015 12:04:00 PM)

    “And he prays for a sunny day,
    And it rains cats and dogs—“ …………………lots of laughter here upon reading these lines; did you hear me? undoubtedly some other PH members will argue the point(s) made in the poem. so be it. :)

    a great news piece. ever think of being the religious editor for the Vatican Tiimes? ?

    this is a poem you offered for October’s showcase, but you’d already used up your Oct. slots. So, now in November, I gladly offer it to the readers.

    and to MyPoemList it goes.

    see you in Hell, my friend. if you get there (with the ice cream) before I do, put the ice cream in the freezer, AND there better be some left for ME! ! ! I think they have the pizza oven going 24/7.

    bri :)
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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 18, 2015

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