Via Viatores Quaerit. –  St Augustine

(The Way seeks Travellers)

On Tuesday,

Sanctus Dominique,

May his Name be Blessed,

despairing of that peace of mind men seek,

awakened from the dream of his unrest,

to find within the Vision of his Mental Disarray

His Conscience
—clearing all the clouds away!

A suicide bomber dies

to leave more innocents for dead.

Dominique saw that he must martyrise

himself instead,

and cause no harm

to fifteen hundred of the Faithful

gathered in Notre Dame.

He held a mirror to awaken sleeping minds  

to what they do not understand

—the creeping poisons that blind and bind

the soul and individual,

and destroy the anchors of family and fatherland.

"I have a strong belief

my friends

will transcend

their grief

with pride

once they comprehend

the reason why I died." 

On Wednesday,

Satan sends his youngest daughter

to prostitute a human's body

before Jehovah's altar.

Je suis la voie qui cherche les voyageurs.