priestA Poem by setteWhen I was in Grade One, My teacher in Religion
explained, A priest is the
representative of God, That a priest has to
accept The sacrament of Holy
Order To become a full-fledged
one, When I was in teen years, I caught my religion
teacher Who then was the parish
priest, Making out with our school
principal, Then, it is where I
realized, That they are humans too
like us, With desires and yearnings Just like ordinary men. When I was in my adult
years, My boss was a priest And he impregnated my
colleague. But because of strong love
Between them and the
future of The child. He went to Vatican, To surrender his being a
priest And lead a normal and
ordinary life. Now, Within two months, Three parish priests were
killed In three different areas And in their own churches With the same method Which is stabbing in the
back, A sign of betrayal But definitely not of
remorse. A week later, A girl was killed, Stabbed, tied like a pig, And thrown at the street Because she has a child
with a priest. Then a few days later, Another girl was stabbed
to death, This time with a four
month old fetus, Wherein the main suspect
is her boyfriend Who is a priest. Looking back at the
different scenarios, Made me think hard, Is priesthood really a
vocation At present? Or a dating site For lovers to be? I wonder what happened With the virtue of
Chastity. © 2018 setteReviews
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