I don't know if You can hear me
Or if You're even there
I don't know if You would listen
To a humble prayer
They tell me I am just an outcast
I shouldn't speak to you
Still I see Your face and wonder
Were You once an outcast too
God help the outcasts
Hungry from birth
Show them the mercy
They don't find on earth
The lost and forgotten
They look to you still
God help the outcasts
Or nobody will
I ask for nothing
I can get by
For I know so many
Less lucky than I
God help the outcast
The poor and down trod
I thought we all were
The children of God
I don't know if there's a reason
Why some are bless some not
Why the feel you seem to favour
They fear us
Flee us
Try not to see us
God help the outcasts
The tadder and told
Seeking an answers
To why they were born
Please have misfortune
Have bloomed them about
You made the outcast
Don't cast them out
The poor and unlucky
The weak and the old
I thought we all were
The children of God