He Wore his Royal Robes to Lead Out in Matins and Vespers
Some lines of verse by Robert King of France
Sing, simply pious, from one thousand years
Gone by. We analyze them, though, askance
Because his holiness had fatal fears
Like flaming coals inside it. He was so
Religious that he felt he had to kill
Those people who did not agree. Aglow
With his intense convictions, fire would spill
Out from them. He would burn dissenters from
His faith against a stake. To do this he revived
An ancient custom. He would not succumb
To mercy. Papal evils thus survived.
..He had no conscience in these deaths. He wore
….His holiness while hearing those flames roar.