“Lord Help Me”

By: Trent K. Hawthorne-Richards

In the name of the father, son, and holy spirit/l come to you now in hopes that when I wrote these lyrics/My goal ain’t disappearing, the people that’s supposed to, hear it!/Like this ain’t trash, this is a must stash (moustache) like I’m bearded/Fearless is what I pray, is what I aim to be/A world that GIVES opinions, don’t dictate where you’re TAKING me/Still blatantly, I’ve reacted mistakenly/How could you reward me graciously when I had her abort those pregnancies/…I…feel I don’t deserve it, am I really worth it?/l want to see the light but I’m surrounded by curtains/It’s. . . making me nervous through receptions, Michael Irvin/Brush through pain like Sherwin-/Williams, this is spiritual healing/We need “A Whole New World” like Aladdin singing to children/Pray this art pierces your heart, ain’t talking about Mildred/Problem is society’s focused on wrong types of feelings/

Lord help me, I know we don’t always talk/…And it’s my fault somewhere I became lost/…Without you I tried to run and couldn’t walk/…I’m in a spot that’s got me stopped and on pause/…God help me I don’t know what it was I thought/. ..Allah, Buddha whatever it is you’re called/…l got problems that only you can solve/…It’s BIG to me but to you it’s so small/Lord help me!

I’m overwhelmed, Jesus take the helm/For the bread this world will make you nuts and put you in a jam/Damn, they got us in scam, this the silence of the lambs/Doesn’t matter if your Diplomats or try to run (Ron) like Cam/them guns still go blam, them gates still don’t slam/for them cops they got us blocked ’cause they think we’re junk like spam/Black man you trying to shine, they’ll turn out your lamp/Hear Goes Nothing, they ain’t trying to hear me, guess it’s forget my amp If I could I would (wood) like a camp, change the world for the better/It’s some sick people, gon’ need more than just Allegra/This world’s running me crazy, gon’ need more than just a leg rub/But through it all I pray we all keep it together/

Lord help me, I know we don’t always talk/…And it’s my fault somewhere I became lost/…Without you I tried to run and couldn’t walk/…I’m in a spot that’s got me stopped and on pause/…God help me I don’t know what it was I thought/. ..Allah, Buddha whatever it is you’re called/…I got problems that only you can solve/… It’s BIG to me but to you it’s so small/Lord help me!

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