If Jesus Christ appeared tonight

With his body bruised and bare,

And he said he lived in H-Block

And asked you did you care.

If he asked you would you help him

Before he went insane,

To help him bear his burden

Of suffering and pain.

I wonder would it stir you

To raise your voice and cry,

To tell the world of torture

And all the reasons why?

But what about his children

Who suffer day and night,

Have you raised a hand to free them

From their lonely hell-like night?

For this day a broken body

Will live through trial and fear,

And feel the pain of hunger

And shed a silent tear.

He’ll take a look around him

And to heaven make a plea:

“They crucified you, Jesus,

Now they’re doing it to me”.

But even through his anguish

When nothing seems worthwhile,

The thought of home and family

Will always raise a smile.

The efforts of his loved ones,

His friends and comrades too,

They’ve tried their best to help him.

The question is – will you?