They took, crucifixes, to, Catholic graves
Those urchins, church seized, to civilize
Turning, native ‘boors’, into, Christian slaves
Pope’s ‘henchmen’, came to, ‘evangelize’!
In fall, when bled, the maple’s heart
Little ‘rascals’, withered in, faith’s ghetto
Faith and fear, ain’t, two worlds, apart
Both are, the same, they came, to know!
They scream, from tombs, for a, hundred years
“Your Christ’s cross, weighs down, on our souls
Your Catholic graves, aggravate, our fears
Redeem us, from your, faith’s, smoldering coals!”
Pope’s penance, comes, at a, heavy price
“How can, my faith, be flawed”, he thinks
Who buys, his, pedophile priests’, holy lies
Won’t sell, his soul, until it stinks!
How, Catholic Cartel, Vatican Gang
Wrecked, the ethos, of a, native land
When they bared, to bone, faith’s fatal fang
In tombstones, made of, blood and sand
Lay, many a dream, with a pain, to bear
Between, Christian Faith, And, Catholic Fear!
© 2021 Vikas Chandra
Dear Vikas,
Could you send me all yours poems translating in french langage please on my email.
I have perhaps a pist with an french poems editor..
Nothing sure but I would like to try to propose them and the illustrations to him.
I really hope you will have success and I still wisch to help you from France.
Best regards,
Your friend Séverine,
Xx
Oh Sure!
Many Thanks!
Much appreciated!
It’s quitte naturel dear Vikas. You already know how much I appreciate your Créations…
Xx
Séverine
OH!
Thanks a lot!
Most appreciated!
Yours truly
Vikas
Quite normal my dear Vikas !!!!!
Best Regards
Vikas
O’ My Dear!
I have sent you some.
Kindly check
Profound Regards
Vikas…