Saint Sinead
Saint Sinéad
Rendered asunder
more than just a pope
all the hearts you set on fire
with your sight and fight and hope
their beloved witch
that would not burn
you tore the temple down
the voice of an angel
only louder
six feet underground
RIP
Shuhada Sadaqat
Nee Sinéad Marie Bernadette O’Connor
1966-2023
Copyright © Maureen Mcgreavy | Year Posted 2023
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