When Francis kicks the bucket, as he will,
I have no doubt the damage will be done,
and, in my own life, every orison
neutered with leftist zeal, if not with skill.
For centuries, the popes declined to spill
the cup of living water. Full of fun,
Francis just pours it out, proud of his run
in major media. It makes me ill.
You say the Church recovers? Oh, no doubt.
There I require no weighty arguments.
History gathers up its air to shout.
Silent myself, I’m not hard to convince.
This pope’s departure I don’t fret about.
I’m mourning far more fiercely now — for Prince.