What sin do these people have ?
That they are poor, unfed, dirty ?
Others come with pious eyes,
And kneel before their lord.
But for what must they repent ?
Some rapid supplications, hurried,
A lunchtime rush to be within.
Whilst more who beg the love of god,
Are bowing low in humble prostration,
Hoping for a forgiving embrace.
Who told them of this sin ?
That they should feel so unworthy.
The acts of sharing in themselves,
Are they not all that is required,
By a god who gave his son ?
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