The serpent is now raised up,
and the breath of God;
is upon her,
by this kiss, you may know her.

She speaks in tongues,
but not to sow unity;
and though she preaches peace,
her peace comes at a price.

She wields her pagan wand,
performing a ritual of pain;
invoking the name of Jesus Christ.

The Church is built over godlessness,
or so it would seem, visiting Rome;
let her Church be its inverse,
the interior having been purified,
but wearing on her Satan's sign.

Those who boast, "righteousness,"
have not performed the rosary;
which says,
"pray for us sinners."

Or having spoken with the tongue,
have not followed through;
with their hearts.

Wisdom demands humility,
which are Michael's words;
"who can be like God."

Rome, you have exalted yourself,
thus speaking Satan's very first words.

©2026 Maria Morisot

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