World’s breakneck pace,
Stop that race.
Put on the brakes.
Hungry, greedy sharks,
Stop the noise.
Stop the thunder.
Stop breeding misplaced hunger.
We are broken, and run down.
Lord, turn us around.

Step off that ladder.
Come down from that pedestal.
Look up from your work.
Sister, help your brother,
One and all, help each other.
Stand up now, and be fed.
Be true, and be led.
Lord, bring us around.

Wisdom, seeking Wisdom?
The time is right, as always.
Be moved to higher ground.
Turn it over, and then again.
For although we are many,
We are not. We are one.
So, why not come together?
Even better, be united.
Lay down sides,
Take up faith, not fate,
And cry out loud,
Lord, turn it around.

But as it is, there are many parts, yet one body. – 1 Cor 12:20