St Francis Amongst The Mortals - McCarthy

God said to the Saint

«It's a mess on earth again

The unhappy humans

Show them of the life to be led

Oh show the lost and low

The bitter and the cruel

Show that even today

You can be kind to one another"

He arrived in London

And lived a lamb-like life for a while

With a friendly handshake

He shared his money with the poor

So soft was his heart that

His kindness knew no bounds

He said that even today

You can be kind to one another

He sank into debt

And his kindness was used

By those wise in the ways of the world

He fell into a terribly melancholy

«I tried hard to show

Awful mortals how to be behave

But I no longer know

If kindness is quite rational

So soft was my heart that

My kindness knew no bounds

But I no longer know

If to be kind is to be clever

I fell into debt

And my kindness was used

By those wise in the ways of the world

I fell into a terrible melancholy"

At long last the day came

When the Saint succumbed to the world

He kept a lock on his wallet

And kept steel doors shut over his heart

The way the world’s made

It’s no wonder no one’s good

If you want to get on

You count your cash and hate your neighbor