Finding the File

Finding the File

First I asked St. Anthony.
He didn't come around.
I guess there are more important things
Waiting to be found.

Maybe I'll ask Cecilia,
She might know where to find it.
I'll have the contract for her Church
And know just when they signed it.

Jude is busy saving lives.
He's got no time for drama.
But if I don't find this file soon
There's going to be a trauma.

Maybe I'm looking for the wrong thing.
It wouldn't be the first time
My frail, disordered life has wrought
A distraction I can't overcome
And the searching for an answer,
An Act of Contrition becomes.
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St. Anthony, please come around. Something's lost that must be found.