Corpus Christi
The dismembering Body is weak,
Sickened by contrived doctrines
And eclectic denominations,
As we eat the same Body
And drink the same Blood.
Confusion dominates
Where you established Order.
Now we compete to make a buck
And Diabolist and Chaos reign
Over the Losts.
O Christus reform us
With the clay of unity
So we talk the talk,
Walk the walk
And sing to the same tune.
O Christus
This is not the Body you made.
poem by Buxton Shippy
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