August 2005.

Humanity – we are the inhumane
Money diamonds, fame and fortune - Its all a first world game
Some live in filthy fortune, but many more in filthy dust
We fill ourselves on fries and pies while they clamour for the crusts

We die from our obesity – excess is our demise
In other worlds – the third – they starve among the flies
In the comfort of our homes – we turn a blinded eye
Another 50 000, by tomorrow will have died.

We’re all hungry for attention but do we know what hunger is?
What hypocrites we are watching Aids kill orphaned kids.

With money in our pockets and a bible in our hand
Content we live our lives in spite of fellow man

Will we really be Christ’s hands or is this a title we just hold
Do we really know His love, when our actions are so cold?

I was starving and you let me die
I was parched but you left me dry
I was the stranger you turned away,
I was the shivering one you passed each day
I was the sick you would not see
The imprisoned you did not free’

I know you not - Depart from me.