A Poem to St. Padre Pio
When we, your stubborn spiritual children,
Don’t listen to you in holy confession,
You slap the Spirit into our sleepy souls,
As you make prayerful intercession.
When we plan to drop the blitzkrieg bombs
Of mortal sin into our desperate heart,
You bilocate and bravely speak the truth,
And the holy fear of God to us impart.
When the evil one stealthily attacks us,
Aggressively seeking victims to devour,
As a warrior, you heroically hunt him down,
And lasso the beast with Rosary power.