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Great Man!, - Holy Man, who’ll son be called “The Great”,

Has now accomplished his great task and will soon lay in state.

Great Man!- Holy Man! who did proclaim the truth,

As you perceived it for your flock, especially the youth. .

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Ah! consciousness is everything, with it you were so blessed,

And altered states of consciousness lend peace profound and rest.

The favored one, who is aware, - aware and can respond,

And thus communicate and care, and firm maintain love's bond.



How many nights’ rest sacrificed, -perhaps we’.ll never know,

Embracing your beloved Christ for peace on earth to sow.

Ah! altered states of consciousness produce serenity,

Be blessed with it until you go in into eternity!.



Great Man!, who changed the course of our history,

But loved to speak with little kids and pray the Rosary;

He spoke: AMEN ,-- his final word - when from his body fled the soul,

The bells of Rome and everywhere began in grief to peal and toll.



Great Holy Man!- so erudite,- you traveled, preached and taught,

And gave to many peace and light and brought a foe to naught.

Great are the works performed by you , in prayer, works and deeds,

The Holy Sprit gives each time the leader that it needs.



While worldwide faithful stand and cry before the Vatican,

Beneath the nightly Roman sky - in awe of a Great Man!.

The lessons learned .and well absorbed,- and profit drawn thereof

Oh holy Giant notice now!.-dissent can not kill love.!.



Peculiar dichotomy,,- mixed flowing tears and cheers,

The Shepherd counseled bravery and ban the futile fears

And do like him, spurn maladies, and never ever stop;

But walk the arduous pilgrims way, with faith and love and hope.



Soon you will be called and named “The Great” and people tribute pay,

And all the world will venerate and pundits have their say,

The Lord on high, and advocate,- the Sprit high sublime

Gives every nation guides to lead required at its time.



And when your great soul leaves the clay to spread out wide its wing,.

The faithful flock will weep and pray, while you will meet your king.

But you oh Giant of Esprit,-you who proclaimed His word,

True faithful steward grasp and hold the joy of our Lord.!



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Elizabeth Dandy