Gecko Tales

Indictment

I was hungry,

And you formed a humanities group to discuss my hunger.

I was imprisoned,

And you crept off quietly to your chapel and prayed for my release.

I was naked,

And in your mind you debated the morality of my appearance.

I was sick,

And you knelt and thanked God for your health.

I was homeless,

And you preached to me of the spiritual shelter of the love of God.

I was lonely

And you left me alone to pray for me.

You seem so holy, so close to God,

But I am still very hungry -- and lonely -- and cold

(by Oscar Camillo)

# posted by Brian Maher @ 5:25 PM