St. Jude

Could God give my

a ticket?

This ticket of happiness

To a place called

heaven that I've never been to

My life was brief

yet there is so much more

The time is now

Where I can see

all the grim faces

are turning to mold.

Has the devil seized my soul

that no such power I have contained

Is all turned to evanescence

I have but one calling

to one saint

that can hold me true

It is you,

it is you Saint Jude.

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