Green Eunuch (Part 8) Virgin Mary's Prayer

  
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   EIGHT:
  
   Within the charitable safety of Francis' star-kissed warehouse sleeps the Patron Saint of All things Ecological along with the K-9 Gubbio; also, Skunkfire, him dreaming brilliantly by way of the soothing, cosmic herb; moreover, Mary is on Her immaculate knees, underneath the shimmering-blue of David's Star, a symmetrical tapestry, it woven by Hebrew ascetics and gifted to Francis.  Therefore, Mary invokes the genetic match that is Her Divine Son, praying:
  
   "Most sublime Son--
   The most potent demi-god, brighter than Terra's yellow Sun,
   I feel so ashamed and wickedly unclean
   Since the blinded Protestants demonize My God-Copulated gleam
   That resulted in 50% of Your genetic physiology;
   Indeed, Your heavenly flesh is My virginal psychology;
   Thus, You refrained from the selfishness of coitus too,
   Mimicking an inviolate Mother, Her being the Salvation of every Jew.
   Verily, You are Messiah--Hebrew spawned,
   Like some mystical poetry that King David lovingly Psalmed;
   Alas, I suffered sanguine tears at Calvary,
   Watching My genes be destroyed by My humanity--
   What is worse, to die, or watch Your only Son perish?
   Don't the confused Protestants know that a Mother's intention is to nourish?
   And You even mystically hint to Me
   That blasphemy against Your face is forgiven, but not against Your matriarchal genealogy.
   Truly, You love this woman, Your adoring Mother,
   And I bathed You in liquid weeping before the holy shroud did cover
   Your Transfiguration into God's Prime Salvation
   That can soothe and mend every Nation
   If they drink Your Blood and digest Your Body,
   Giving Adamkind a sense of decency--never naughty.
   Oh My most magnanimous and only child,
   Assist, Francis, Gubbio, and the Eunuch in freeing Ooba from Hel's wicked/wild,
   Which transcends apostasy,
   For this adventure I do belong
   Alongside humble souls eclipsing a terrible wrong
   That is the hellish pride of people believing themselves sincerely RIGHT
   Though unaware of their brothers' plight,
   For even the Greeks are godly and real,
   Having great mystical appeal,
   Though My favor is upon the Christian,
   Them seeing the best intentions of the Father's benevolent mission;
   Hence, Bless Me, My Son, and make Me worthy
   Of Our Father's Love, like symmetry curvy,
   Encompassing all of every god's creation,
   Sweet on Israel, though beyond that Holy Nation,
   For God reigns supreme in charity,
   Offering the best of blood with Your transubstantiation clarity."
  
   Next, the Holy Mother blessed Herself--in the Name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost!!!