Are the wealthless worthless?
Does God know their names?
Do the dispossessed matter?
Or only those rich with fame?
Do the penniless count?
Should the naked stay bare?
Does God even notice?
Does God even care?
When the hungry do faint
When the wounded do cry
Does God intervene?
Or stand idly by?
I accuse You Creator
You should intervene
You watch disasters unfold
You were first on the scene
Then I heard His soft voice
Yes, it matters to Me
Now I give you a choice
You can answer their plea
You can comfort the lost
Provide shelter from cold
You can visit the prisons
Use the advantage you hold
Give the thirsty clean water
Those blind to hope, help them see
Tell the wealthless they are worthy
They are made worthy by Me
Matthew 25:45 Then shall he answer them, saying, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye did it not to one of the least of these, ye did it not to me.