His poem is as follows, the preview included. I put it in my book, as my son Dirk and his wife Ellen definitely asked me to do so. I am glad with it.

   October 13, 1965

   On behalf of all the bishops, Cardinal Tisserant has sent

   a thanksgiving to the pope

   in connection with his running of celibacy.

   After the applause and that thank letter, the Church wrote us off.

   The eyes closed, the mouths shut, the clothes around the body, 

   hands off the women, controlling your thoughts.

  Save your seed, salt it away or even drag it out.

  Eat alone quickly, sleep alone cold.

  Warm yourself with wine and brandy,

  your blood pressure too low, your heart an infarct.

  God almighty.

  Thank you, Holy Father,

  Thank you, applauding mitres,

  That you have explained yourself                  

  How you prefer to sleep and to live

  And which ideal of priest life

  Hovers on your eyes.

  So, your parchment snouts

  Really appear to reveal

  How you, as celibate dead bodies,

  Manage to calm down your sexual urge.

  Therefore, nobody in the world may know

  How you make it with your conscience

  And how your sexuality as a man

  Can hold out in a single bed.

  Therefore, Mister Bo-peep is unwanted.

  The facts shall force you, though

  To sing a lower tune. 

  That will not be a shame for you,  

  For ‘lower’ does not mean ‘come down a peg or two’.

  ‘Lower’ is more real, more human, more holy.

  May God bless you all, fathers,

  I would not treat you wrongly.

  You do not know better, so sorry.

  However, may God bless in particular

  All the priests who yearn for the truth,

  The truth of a woman, a lap,

  A child and peace with themselves.

I like to go into the article about Miek Olsthoorn-van Rest in the last Olsthoorn-Chronicle. She wrote a book: “My Heaven on Earth”. One example of the English version goes to the Oxford University, for a study about the how and why of people, being raised very religiously, change into disbelievers. This subject is fascinating  me. More and more people realize that a belief as “the truth” does not exist. Neveretheless, in these days people need love, respect and a meaningful life. People need sociability, warmth and humanity. Gods Kingdom on earth isn’t a stand-by, but an evolution. Believing is personal, but a human tear is universal. I suppose that the spiritual feed out of Miek Olsthoorn’s book can contribute to a more mature world.

In the same chronicle the editor writes:

I would like to refer to Miek’s website, in which she explains in a splendid and sensitive way what reasons she had to write her book. It is available via any bookshop and via her site. The address is: www.olsthoorn-vanrest.nl

I want to let you know how very clever I think you are, by having translated this book into English as well now; I can’t match it. Within a few weeks we take the books with us to our nephews in Australia and we do it with great pleasure. They too will look forward to reading your book as soon as possible,we suppose.

Greetings Arie en José