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.
-written by a homeless woman and taken from John Stott’s book “Human Rights & Human Wrongs: Major issues for a new century.” Part of my research for my Senior Seminar paper.
