Corrupted Cross
Where did it come from?
in place of Christ the Lord
I see a strange portrait
It is nailed on the cross
But face is full of smiles
the legs are broken
the cross is upside-down
two thieves are angels
Isn’t the cross corrupted?
and where is the Lord?
Come out Lord to save us
We can’t stand false image
I look for the Lord on earth
I see only corrupted images
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