A Poem by Tim!

This poem will rock you if you read it with an open mind, if your close minded go ahead and click on the X button ENJOY!..........Broken No LongerA physician prepared his instructionAnatomy it would beWith hands on experienceAnd detail for all to see.
He began by building a modelProportioned in every partWith arms and legs and fingersAnd bone and nose and heart.
He made his model bigTwice that of a regular manHe wished his students to seeThe body's consummate plan.
But then he took a sawAnd cut it all apartHundreds of funny piecesAnd that was just the start.
He purchased a thousand magnetsTo hold the pieces in placeHe glued and glued and pastedHere and there as the case.
When each part had a magnetWhere each magnet ought to beHe surveyed all his workAnd thought all would agree.
This was a great inventionNone like it was ever seenHundreds of funny piecesNice and neat and clean.
After all, it was quite easyTo tear a body apartBut to put it back togetherNow where would each one start.
He imagined in himselfSome would take the heartAnd begin to the build the bodyBut would miss some vital part.
Others may take a toeAnd find it wondrous funTo build the body upwardsReaching to the sun.
He thought about the insightHe would gain into each oneAs he observed where they startedAnd what was left when done.
The first day of class beganHe brought out first the boxAnd dumped the pieces on the floorOne thought it was an ox.
But as they began to workSomething appeared quite wrongThe magnets were all backwardsTheir repelling strength was strong.
One student picked up the toeAnother took the footBut try as they mightYou never saw such a sightThe toe and the foot wouldn't stick.
Another tried the headBut could not get the earTo stick to the placeWhere the ear has its baseHe stuck it to the teeth.
The heart stuck fast to the brainBut repelled like crazy the vein.And the tongue to the eyeSaid "hi."
By now all the students were workingGiving effort to the causeThey retrieved from somewhere tapeAnd bandages and gauze.
But even these did not help themThe hand rejected the armAnd though bandaged tightly togetherThere was no connecting charm.
The experiment made quite a storyA lesson never forgotTo hold a body togetherTakes more than tape and cloth.
There must be some connectivityA relationship we must seeEach attached to anotherAnd connected properly.
The church is like that bodyWith many scattered partsEach with a functionNot everyone's the heart.
But if there is repulsion, Envy, discord, strife;We cannot fit together, So much for body life!