Lord, is it still You that's crucified
In captives scourged and tortured to own their guilt
Or wasted if they can't be their captor's guide
In the dispossessed? In workers dismissed or slain
To perpetuate the cheap and docile labor
To shore up sagging sweat-shops, ensure their gain
And cater to, secure the foreigner's favor?
In soldiers wounded or killed in line of duty
Pawns in a super-show of progress and peace
While carpet-baggers wallow in wealth --- the beauti-
Ful people scheming and stealing without surcease?
Is this Your passion still --- Your people's affliction?
When then comes Easter? To this, our crucifixion?
*Naga Times, April 11, 1982
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