“VIVA LA PAPA”
Ripped through St. Peter’s Square
Praise to the Holy Infant of Pontifical Affairs
Invasions of Bonaparte scars
fill the sacred walls
of the most holy Conclave
To where God and duty calls
Cardinals flock and sip their tea
as the shark and serpent cruise
A vacant Holy See
Where echoes are heard
of St. Peter’s desperate plea
Cardinals wear vestments of the Spirit and unity
While others wear masks of Division and Hypocracy
As we stand in wait
for the smoke to rise
for our hungry, apprehensive anticipating eyes
From 133 hearts and souls sets the spark
To 133 hands, the ballots to mark
One chimney of historical acclaim
And a puff of smoke
Holds promise of a Holy Reign.

Written by Gerard Ross
May 4, 2025
(Inspired by Father Michael’s Homily)