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Un nuovo Papa
Una nuova speranza
Addio a Papa Francesco
Chi ha fatto un lavoro meraviglioso come Alto Clero
Come sappiamo, l'età non crede alle dinastie
Veniamo, andiamo e ce ne andiamo come un bacio
Ogni tanto c'è bisogno di sangue nuovo
E naturalmente è naturale; Non è un crimine
Novum papam habemus
Novum spem habemus
Abbiamo una nuova speranza
Abbiamo un nuovo Papa
Un nuovo leader per la Chiesa cattolica
L'indagine è conclusa, le elezioni sono concluse, la controversia è finita
Da diversi decenni ormai nessun uomo o nessuna donna è eterno
Gli ultimi Papi sono stati gentili, umili, sinceri e universali
Spero che questo pontefice sia migliore del precedente
(Non è uno scherzo) Chi siede in Cielo
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Dove innumerevoli angeli cantano sotto le tende divine
Il mondo oggi è precipitato in una situazione disastrosa e maligna:
Menzogne, crimini, corruzione, espulsioni, discriminazione e impunità
Cavolo, è un eufemismo
Tuttavia, il mondo intero anela a:
La pace, la pace e la pace
Vogliamo che tutti gli incubi finiscano:
Ingiustizia, guerre, ipocrisia, razzismo, intolleranza e povertà
Habemus novum spem
Habemus novum papam
Abbiamo una nuova speranza
Abbiamo un nuovo Papa
Che Dio benedica il nuovo Pontefice, la natura e l'umanità!
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May 10, 2025
May 10, 2025 at 4:58 PM UTC
Seamus hopes
that the girl
Moran will
(he's heard she
maybe will)
have a touch
and a kiss
maybe more
he sees her
by the fence
standing there
moodily
other kids
going home
from the school
walking past
the wire fence
she sees him
approaching
his swagger
the dark hair
snotty nose
how are ya?
Seamus asks
who's asking?
Mary says
eyeing him
her satchel
by her feet
you now me
I'm Seamus
he replies
taking in
her fine eyes
her small bust
what you want?
Mary says
walking on
he follows
how about
you and me
meeting up?
Seamus asks
we've met up
I mean some
place after
school where we
can do things
Seamus says
what you mean
by do things?
Go to church?
Kiss a nun?
Go visit
the sick ones
or the poor?
Mary says
monotone
I thought of
something more
Seamus says
maybe us
touching up
kissing such
I'd rather
smell a pig's
foul behind
than kiss you
or let you
touch my skin
Mary says
her voice hard
(thinking of
Magdalene's
hands on her
and kissing
a day back)
up you then
***** teasing
Moran girl
fecking ****
he walks off
*********
signs to her
hope you get
warts on yours
Seamus Doyle
Mary calls
after him
she walks on
home from school
muttering
to herself
fecking fool.
Sep 5, 2016
Sep 5, 2016 at 6:26 AM UTC
We never really know
What happens in a person’s home.
We can’t really know
What happens when they’re alone.
It’s every block and street
Even from those we trust to lead.
Too often parents turn
And simply refuse to even heed.
Crying and waiting for the rainbow
After seasons of so much rain.
It’s a heartbreak one must suffer
Waiting the rainbow to come again.
Not one in a million
There are far too many suffering
Not one in a thousand
Even if parents don’t know a thing.
Not one in a hundred
That is only one small percent.
They are the victims
And they never gave their consent.
Crying and waiting for the rainbow
After seasons of so much rain.
It’s a heartbreak one must suffer
Waiting the rainbow to come again.
Many think it’s a seldom thing
Yet it is too large a fraction of the whole
Robbing the children of youth
And taking away the basis of their soul.
They don’t want to admit it
But if they care about them, they must
Because abusing children is
A vile way to steal from them their trust.
Crying and waiting for the rainbow
After seasons of so much rain.
It’s a heartbreak one must suffer
Waiting the rainbow to come again.
Mar 29, 2016
Mar 29, 2016 at 4:28 AM UTC