The Perfect Storm
St. Clare,
The storm
Is coming,
St. Barbara,
Keep them
Well
Yet Queen
Of Angels
Holy
This is
A taste
Of hell.
Tsunamis,
Earthquakes
Shatter,
Unjust wars
Man can
Sell,
But queen
Of Angels,
Holy
Her Son
Permits
To quell
If we could
For His
Glory
All
Charity
Perform,
Like Holy
Mother
Mary…
The eye
Of the
Perfect storm.
Hilary McRee Flanery
