Hung on disbelief and dross

Religious/philosophical

The Greater God chimes in, his voice so strong it shakes the clouds and breaks the fog, where men dazed on grog trod to daily jobs.

"What drug are you on, that you will send me a son, hung by you from a cross, when it was you who have hung yourselves on coin, disbelief and other dross?

"This man had a message you'll never understand, until you empty your pockets and make slaves free in the land, black, white, yellow or tan."