Lord, I Was Born A Saddened Man Poem by Daniel Richards

Lord, I was born a saddened man
Trying to make sense of the world in my hands
My father was drinker and my mother was inept
Every night I would dream rising in the morning
Tired, I never slept

Lord, I fought the drama,
And saw people lives end by the barrel of a gun
Im trying the best I can, I can only run
But im trying to make sense of the world in my hands
Am I the only one

Lord, ive taken all that I can,
And now its time for leaving im too
Try and make a living and become a better man,
Believe me when I wish to change whats in my hands
I was born a saddened man but il die making a happier land

Lord, I was born a saddened man
And now its time for leaving them I hope you understand
I just want to make me a better living breathing man
Away from depression and mania
Il find your promise lands