The Child Of This Universe, Once..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

remember when mama and papa spanked you
made you kneel on mongo seeds
with your arms spread like an eagle
before an altar of ten saints
and you think that you are not the
child of this universe and that
you regret having been born with
such kind of parents,

oh you were so young then and did
not understand that all of those were
for your own good, your bright future,
and your eventual success,

and now that they are dead, you feel
that you owe them must and you decide
to visit their graves once again bringing
with you the freshest and reddest of roses
and you promise to pray for their souls
so that all of them shall now be transfered
from the purgatory into the rooms of heaven.