Demolition of St. Mary’s Academy

The neighborhood would never be the same.
If evil is anything it is change.
The convent was carried up to heaven
In clouds of demolition smoke.

I swear the trees were trembling
And the people were afraid.
Rose garden and grotto gripped
Hallowed ground and bled.

I saw the sad sisters of the order
Wander off in strange disorder,
Though the Devil survived his shattered grave,
Hobbling from the ruined conclave.

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