O Dad, Joseph! You were no lowly carpenter
but a wealthy craftsmason; and you didn’t dither
to be a true revolutionary, a Sicarii
to set us chosen peoples free
O Mother Mary! You taught us all sublimity,
honour, selflessness and dignity
It is not the crucifix, by which, you swore
It is the ageless sun that you wore
O James the Just! You did what you must
Are your justice and fairness, to all, a forbidden curse?
You did not ever fall to the stones of lust
Eternity can’t be mere rapined dust
And evil Saint Paul with all his sodomising, so absurd,
is never ashamed of the murder, rape and ravaged blood
His desperation and sin have caused destiny’s accursed flood
O beautiful and pure Sarah! Have you, my petition, heard?