Spoken Intro – whispered) God… are you there? Verse 1: I feel so lost, so hopeless, can’t barely catch my breath, Poor man trying to rise but they keep pushing me to death. Nikola Tesla had the vision, they stole his dreams away, Left him broke and forgotten, in the dark he passed away. Lewis Latimer lit the bulb, but they gave the praise to another, Same old story — black man dies while the thief becomes the brother. Verse 2: Sarah Baartman from the Cape, they took her cross the sea, Paraded her as Hottentot Venus for the world to see. Raped and degraded, turned into a circus freak, Even in death they cut her up — her dignity they refused to keep. Chorus: God where are you? I’m screaming in this dark, Feeling so lonely, so broken, barely holding on my heart. They keep robbing me, every dream I try to start, It’s so hard for the poor man… why the rich get a head start? Verse 3: I’m searching for you, Lord, everybody got their own Christ, I’m just here depressed, drowning in this endless night. I’m calling on your name, down here on my knees, Speak to me, Lord… I’m begging, hear my plea. Outro: God… I’m so lost… I’m still here waiting… A letter to God… from the bottom.
