Where Is Patrick? Poem by Mai Murphy Venn

Once again, it Saint Patrick day in Ireland
The three-leaf shamrock is growing green
But the faith has gone and left us
Nevermore to be heard or ever seen

The pub now replaces the holy chapel
Where the laity used to meet
Where payers and hymns were recited
Now they're marching on the street

While our politicians fly off to America
Poor Ireland looks on at the parade
St., Patrick gazes down from heaven
As the shamrock alter to a different shade

The faith of our father long since gone
It's now a carnival that we glance on
Hail glories St., Patrick dear saint of our isle
There are now tears where one was a smile