How comfortable is it
For the rich to dine in the open air
Before a multitude of starving poor?
How happy can the son of the rich be
Playing in the company of unhappy children of the poor
Made poor by his own father?
How convenient does it feel
For a robber to take a thief to the gallows
As if he is innocent of the same crime?
How bold can the false prophet be
Bowing to mammon behind closed doors
Yet professing God from the rooftops?
I am just wondering,
Is everyone’s conscience dead?