When He walked into the temple
with His whip slashing like rifle shots
He did drive away the deceitful moneychangers
and they were men who treaded on others to make a profit.
The usury laws that did protect against similar exploitation
have been scrapped and interest of 150% is charged
and I do know of a church president (a moderator)
that saves money at such a place as a silent partner
and he is a man that calls a beautiful woman that greets him
a whore and a slut as to the way that she is dressed,
does piously stroke through the hair of children,
in secret do insult, slander and damn other people
and I wonder about the God of love, who wrote on the sand,
who did drive usurers out of the temple?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem