Farewell, Pope Francis

I bid you a farewell

Safe travels into the afterlife I speak upon you

A lasting rest you shall have

Unfortunate it is that prayers could not redeem that which you could've did and have done

Not even the money and power of your friends was enough to spare your life

Not even kinship was enough to breathe life into your nostrils

A message your death is to the infidels that await their own judgement

And a message is to those that are worse than infidels

One does not use the faith to bestow hypocrisy on the land in the name of the Father

And neither is faith used to continue the tradition of lies and theft of the possessions of the Sons of the Father

An unfortunate fate it is that has been placed on your life

Not a prayer is there that saves a man from such evils committed amongst sitting with those that are against the faith in which you claim

Another idol lost before the eyes of the world

Is it their Master that dictates life or death

Is it he who holds the keys of life and death that determined your fate

Or is the Father you claim to serve?

It matters not which Beast or Dragon that commands your departure from this world

The fact of the matter is was approved and ordained by that which you claim to serve

Your rest is eternal

And your remembrance proof that he lives and has lived again as he once did

No amount of money, power, or even fame could have saved you

And neither is there a prayer prayed that could speak life into you

Farewell into the next life Pope Francis

A man of many deeds and of faith

A man whom I know not to be neither hot nor cold

Rest In Peace good sir