I shook his hand respectfully on a warm sunny day
And thanked him for coming along
With the formalities out of the way
We prayed and he sang a song
Then I asked him a series of questions
Which I believed were important to me
And he gave me a variety of suggestions
‘These will help you’ were his words ‘you just wait and see’
I asked him about natural disasters
And priests that had done such wrong
He replied that man is damaging what it masters
And in his fathers eyes those people don't belong.
I asked why terrorists are killing the masses
And will their minds ever be free
He said we’re getting wiser as everyday passes
And their fanaticism will soon cease to be.
Then finally I had one more issue
And his answer was clear and plain
I wiped my eyes with a tissue
When he told me ‘yes, one day I will rise again’.