Aha ka paingun?
Sins like lead, hell’s my doom,
Aha ka paingun?
Eternal reparations loom,
Aha ka paingun?
Boxed in, four walls, dank room,
Aha ka paingun?
Putrid, and full of gloom,
Aha ka paingun?
They’ll spit and spat on my tomb,
Aha ka paingun?
When the noose tightens and consumes
Aha ka paingun?
This gross life brought forth from a mother’s womb.
Aha ka paingun?
Quick, bring me the Bridegroom!
Aha ka paingun?
The life I led, lies and fumes
Aha ka paingun?
Of smoke and wayward tunes,
Aha ka paingun?
Manmade idols, costumes!
Aha ka paingun?
Once baptized, may I assume?
Aha ka paingun?
Your Mercy? God’s Mercy I presume!
Aha ka paingun?
My Catholic faith! I resume…
Aha ka paingun?
Lord, after death, shall I bloom?
Gary Edward Geraci