Beloved Pope
He is just a man,that isworshiped so up high,his
message so strong,his
followers always weep
and cry.
I see him as a man,with
an inpenetratable crust,
do his follwers know,he
craps just like us.
He travels the world,with
a motorcade and process-
ion,trying to understand
him,has my feelings in re-
gression.
I just dont get,the hysteria
that surrounds him,he is not
GOD,his followers not pilgrims.
Nothing will ever change,this
sadness so true,It wouldnt bo-
ther me a bit,if he wandered
off into the blue.
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