INNOCENT POISON
MADONNA OF KURPIE REGION
Along a sloping level rolled
My youthful life
I was too poor for that
To take up drink
So my habit became
Travels over Poland aimlessly
And geometric pastel
Pictures on the wall
But the most took my heart
This what I saw in Przasnysz
In the middle of main route
On the pane of window rainbow reflection
This picture kept in mind
Landed to Ostrołęka
The teachers looked
Furtively on this on breaks
In that time on the school play
Classmates treated
I danced on my 4 legs
I was relegated from study
ON HIGHER EDUCATION
A beer in the home village
My dad treated me
Then taught me wrestling
On the return way to home
We drank also on traditional party
I don`t is any angel
When my dad was on The Eucharist Midnight
I drank him all bootleg vodka
I was asleep like killed
When I woke
“You could have died from this”
Dad confessed with a shame
In the student residence hall “Anthill”
In “love” city Opole
Once I got drunk
I was asleep on my vomit
Is “The Little Country” and sugar factory
Near Bodzanów
Classmates treated
There I again was drunk
FOR ŚWIETLIK
Our banner poet
From Piaski Lubelskie
Appeared in my life
In Cracow in a campus
Taught me to use plate`s
For spiritualist play
He suggested me
Don`t play in a poem
He admired one Buddhist`s
Also the Bishop`s Tokarczuk
He was mock the martial law
Was love in Kaszuby
Took out me to Stasia
Was a baked beans
This tasty dish above all
Showed me Cracovian cinemas
Now he is Linda`s mate
And Polish top singer
He plays supposedly on and on
The concerts on unstable legs
FOR MUNK
I take a pride very immensely
In a short meeting
In academician in Warsaw
Near the Forum Hotel
Knows what is mean “be like jack”
Old mass of students
In the Munk`s room I asleep
He just went back from concert
I took Joyce`s off his bookshelf
Read almost to the morning
When I opened my eyes
I saw his fringe like hay
Today Muniek hasn`t got a fringe
Supposedly even converted
Got mail from me
That remembered me wrote back
Someone shook The Pope hand
Someone knows The President`s Duda
I met Munk`s in my youth
And I take a pride in that to this day
CRUSADE
The Primate Stefan Wyszyński
Advised through abstinence
To influence on the sobriety nation
Shall we rise from a mud
“The Crusade of New Man”
Just so could have called this movement
But didn`t find a support
Know of this only a few
To a prison landed up “for sobriety”
Famous Franciszek Blachnicki
The Communists kept track of him nonstop
Also then he escaped to Germany
Sopoćko taught sobriety
For that he was in trouble with Communists
I don`t touch a glass
From thirty years odd
Many dislike me for this
But some look up to me
“On what a strange planet
The such Father was born for us?”
INHERITANCE
In Roma the Cesareans knew
How to drink to eat to throw up
The expensive lead cups
Poisoned unluckily their heads
Ate up Kaligula your child
He forced to sink your sister
Tyberiusz had a bath with boys
Neron fanned a fire
History of autodestruction
Leads to eugenics
Russians put dog`s heart
To people – How says Bułhakow
Germans forced women
So that the most shall conceive
Children to men from selection
Poland meanwhile lazes
We are the lazy country
So that to pass life down to children
Our estates, the churches
Will take away then Arabs` children
MEASURE
I don`t know how many children
Had black General Wojciech
I resent to his successors
That had one or two…
On this background degraded
Electrician from Shipyard of Gdańsk
From all pleiad of chiefs
It`s wonder, he looks the best
Danuta behaved very well
Because in Brussels
Looked for stubbornly
The Tabernacle in the Cathedral
Misleading are sometimes appearances
But I have my measure
If man don`t want to have children
Surely has a little heart…
DRUNKEN ARMY
Dennis or Bacchus
The gods of wine or dance
The Russian President Jelcyn
All similar them …
The world rolls for donkey`s years
In this whirl of drunk muddle
People don`t want to move
Being sober in this dirty world…
Shall someone prophet
Will risk a claim
That Jesus or Virgin Mary
Lay in Canaan as drunk?
Or that The Saint Joseph
Of joy that son born
Had a drink with the shepherds
Drunken walked over town?
Our The God is not Dennis
Is not hideous Bacchus
Just drunken soldiers
Sneering at The Messiah killed Him
SAINT DRUNKARD
TALBOT –THAT HIS NAME
YOUNG IRISH COALMINER
WHO DRANK FROM YUONG YEARS
AFTER HEAVY WORK IN MINE
He had mother very patient
In the Saint Monica style
Just she prayed him
That he known as Saint
When he converted
Always went with the Rosary
To work, before and after work
Attended repeatedly also on the Eucharist
Supposedly he even whipped your
Because he did penance sincerely
Actually very need for us
Those saints in our country
This is our Westerplatte
30 years ago The Pope
John Paul Great asked
Shall it sink to someone?
STABLE
The Lord Jesus born in stable
Konstanty built Cathedral
Whereas at Lepanto
One Turkish Chief
Promised that will change over
Saint Peter Basilica to stable
Him didn`t manage
Did this revolution
Many thousand churches in France
In Russia hundreds of thousand
Have changed over to stables
Or to toilets
When Napoleon was in Poland
Not much better acquitted
Lured Polish woman
Divorces brought in offices
Horses of Bonaparte
In churches slept comfortably
Who promised the freedom our
For hundred years odd took it away
EASE OFF BELT
Norwid wanted to get in the Resurrection monastery
I heard about this in Chicago
Was serious obstacle
Cyprian had weakness for wine
This addiction destroys Poles
From Sas`s King days
Coffee on bench let put
Partitions that is “Punishment of God”
Taught us the Saint Papczyński
He created monastery for that
Eremites from the Mariańska Forest
Longed for Poland`s sober
Was blessed Markiewicz
Walked out Salesians
Because there wanted to give beer
To seminary students
The famous Agnes
And not less famous hierarch
“Sour President of Poland”
Had weakness for cap
INNOCENT POISON
Alcohol this not only
Disaster this generation
Which diamond changed over to ash
On graves “were excluded” cries
Meanwhile “judges murderers”
Were not punished for nothing
Still more high your heads raise
Sneering from remained nation
Dynasty “children of regime”
Grows to us like hydra
Like fox and red months
Television still is plugging
In past pigs sat
In the cinemas on German films
Today Germans poison our the youth
Through colored newspapers
Communists privatize
Estates of perverse agents
The best people were poisoned
The rest were destroyed in Smoleńsk
NAGGING
To grumble it is all the little
It is imperative to equal to gender
One should to be in prison
Perverts in hospitals to cure
Mustn`t to be uninterested
On those rainbow parades
Which still “Buffetwoman”
As willingly arranged in Warsaw
Mustn`t to kill the old
Or children are ill of cancer
Mustn`t to sterilize
People mentally ill
That all is weapon from arsenal
Fascists` and Bolsheviks`
The world condemned those regimes
But lives according to their rules
Russian satraps
To lunatic asylums
Exiled still opposition
Today have Christians as twits
DEMOGRAPHY
Take pride murderers
In their abortions
That belly is their property
Just so “Mistresses Wednesdays” shouted…
“Let Sir Priest don`t interfere
Because it is not his matter
We know ourselves the best
Or life to destroy or to give”
The Catholics are in silence loudly
“Muzzle over a month” at command
Were incapacitated
We lost half Poland
In the little country Papua
Population doubly grew
Over barely years 40
In our country in this time lifelessness…
Quite little Philippines
Then had as Poland
Today have 100 million
Somebody castrated Poland???
FOR MARY RADIO
I don`t know does Father Tadeusz
Sometimes read my letters?
I persistently send
The reports from far missions
They vituperate against Rydzyk
But listen covertly
However it is great merit
That he continues at this persistently
Radek cabled for him
To The “Old” Pope
In this “gingerbread” city
Director strongly sits
This is, yes, some coup
I call this like “Copernicus” achievement
The nation defended Rydzyk
From many devious traps
Do was not to agree
Ideas The Father has radical
Though he deserves for esteem
For his persistence…