Poem of the week Sexcentennial of the Birth of Joan of Arc January 6, 1412

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JEHANNE d’Arc was this young French heroine’s real name;

Born in the village of Domremy, in Lorraine.

First heard a ‘Voice from God’ when she was only twelve

And knew a normal childhood path, she’d have to shelve.

Left home at sixteen, to answer her ‘Call from God’,

To aid her King, where English invaders had trod.

Investigated, to check her every question mark,

She then led his armies into battle, to embark

Upon reversing the fortunes of their weary War

And with great victories, the King could not want more.

At ‘Orleans’, Joan was pierced in the chest by an arrow;

An escape from death by a hair’s breadth, quite narrow.

Then at ‘Paris’, hit in the thigh, by crossbow’s bolt;

But they couldn’t lay her low, despite the jolt.

At ‘Compiegne’ in 1430, Joan was captured

And sold on to the English, who were enraptured.

A Church trial for heresy in 1431,

Then burned at the stake, in the Old Square at Rouen.

In 1456, amid much acclamation,

She was absolved at the ‘Trial of Nullification’

And declared a Martyr by the very same Church,

That had tried her for heresy and her name besmirch.

In 1920, Joan was canonized a Saint

And praised on high, by one and all, without restraint.

This sexcentennial anniversary of her birth,

Celebrates this great Frenchwoman’s short life and worth.

Don Filliston.