Mama Mary in tears in a nearby Parish

This is no longer news
In a nearby Parish
Located in my area some walk away
As it rained heavily from a woman’s eye

A gentle woman quietly praying
Asking for intercession from
The beautiful madonna
Suddenly saw a thick drama unfold

Tears rush uncontrollably
From the beautiful statue of Mary
And Smile couldn’t find a place
In her dear immaculate heart

Having noticed this terrifying event
She hurried hastenly
Like a sad happy soldier
To deliver this strange news
To the General of the parish

All standing close to the priest
Thought the woman was deluded
Or better put, wanted to make
A fame out of the woods

But her persistence won
The heart of millions standing
And all gave a mild face
To at least go check out what she said

We all hurried down to the Scene
Of action where the Camera was rolling
And to our greatest surprise
Our bones was shocked at the Sight

The woman’s heart was at home
With truth and honesty
As we saw the Statue
Sinking in the tears of our Lady

All present wondered at such thing
If you allowed me to utter at this point
Miraculous crying message
for this is not something to delight in

At that very point
People of all walk of life
turned to scientists
Bringing out different theories
As to what our Lady may be
Trying to pass across through the tears

Finally, The tears was taken to the Lab
And it was confirmed that it was
Truly the tears of a living person
And none match with those present

I ponder on heavily
With thoughts rumbling deep within
On the Scene where it happened
I have heard of apparitions
And have read of many in books
But this happened just a neck
In my head in position

And then I asked again, just like everyone present at the place

What message was our Lady trying to pass across in her tears???


About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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