Gripped those laden with new age bibles.

The poor and the dying looked on longingly

As bags of rice piled up on the floor.

Beside the door, the missionary van reversed to spill

A thousand free copies of Gideon's bible  near the door.

"Here it is the Word of the Lord!"

She gushed, unable to control her own feverish pitch.

"HE is the ONE that saved all our souls from injustice!"

Hunger racked the emaciated broken frame..

Their burning passions only inflamed

The building bile of the starving line.

She smiled in a gesture of kindness;

He frowned because his sugar levels had dropped.

Then he broke his polite sadness to exclaim,

"Can I have my bag of  rice at what ever price?"

"Have patience my dear!" John the Baptist speaks of the ......

You can't teach a man morals on a hungry stomach.

Well, so they say.

Something snapped in the heathen.

He lunged for the bag and tipped the kerosene lamp

On  her spotless white shroud.

The flames leapt up in delightful rage!

Aflame, the blazing nun screamed and shrieked

In the ecstasy of her impending martyrdom-The hungry heathen-bag in hand- ran for cover-

Branded for life as a 'murderous heathen'-'The fugitive who set fire a defenceless nun.'

The 'despicable attacker' ran to where his dying brood lay in the hope of some respite.

The media filled in pieces of a puzzle

Of all that began and ended as no real puzzle:

A zealous nun on fire rushed into her converted ramshackle bus-

The happy home for six committed evangelists.

A bus on fire left a trail of resting runs

Ablaze in her own glory......

The Pope had his own compassionate suspicions of the lost sheep.

The government sought to explain their embarrassment.

The local church called it 'barbaric'.

And clamorous calls rent the air for legalised vengeance.

The charred bodies of those innocent burning nuns

Changed the landscape of the heathens who went down in history

As those that burnt the gentle hands of those that fed them.