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They Eat Flesh and Drink Blood

 
Round the table are Nobles,
With a feast of blood and meat.
Not the regular animal treat,
But food fit for a king,
Prepared by the King of Kings.

Round the table are the Initiated,
Circumcised by the spirit,
Eyes stained,
Hearts sprinkled from an evil conscience.
They eat and drink at the LORD's table.

Round the table are Priests,
In their midst is the High Priest,
His flesh they eat and blood they drink,
They are no longer ordinary,
Not after this!

Round the table are Men,
Of different classes and backgrounds,
They look normal but beware-
They are not ordinary,
Not after this!
Kingvirky
Written by Kingvirky
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Author's Note
This is a highly spiritual poem describing the Lord's supper or the communion. It is to be done with deep understanding.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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