“I was hungry and you formed a humanities club and discussed my hunger.
I was imprisoned and you crept off quietly to your chapel and prayed for my release.
I was naked and in your mind you debated the morality of my appearance.
I was sick and you knelt and thanked God for your health.
I was homeless and you preached to me of the spiritual shelter of the love of God.
I was lonely and you left me alone to pray for me.
You seem so holy, so close to God.
But I’m still very hungry and lonely and cold.”

I have found only one reference to a Reverend John Scott, but mostly listed as “author unknown”.
If these words seem “nice, and all” but are followed by excuses as to why helping each other is [insert political rhetoric], perhaps we should look at a certain book some love to thump from the pulpit but fail follow when side by side with their neighbors:

“But be ye doers of the word, and not hearers only.” (James 1:22)