CATHOLIC SCHOOLBOY

 

The first allure, if not the dark lashes of his eyes,

Might be the assurance and reassurance resting in his placating smile

Yes, he is smart in his tailored blazers and well kept hair

But his most entrancing asset yet is his person

A heap of good with a hidden dash of bad

 

As altar boy, choirboy and schoolboy

Wine has kissed his lips

Enchanting roman hymns from his vocal chords have drawn

 souls of men to penance and sons of God to dance

Mischief  has danced in his heart

yet he calmly remains his own person

 

His person though judged and condemned by those like him

Yields not to the pitfalls of this world

He remains charmed by saintly ethics

ethics verified by the beaded necklace around his neck,

the bestseller nestled on his bedside table

and the Eucharist Calendar pinned to his door

 

So goes the faithful catholic boy

A being like us but his own person

Master over his life, bowing only to beings beyond us

 

Oh Catholic boy, won’t you sing my way