Purpose

By CB Bowman-Ottomanelli 

2020

My America, where has she gone

My heart has been ripped apart


My ambition has been ripped from my hands

My dreams have been poisoned


My America where has she gone?


My America, was she ever here?

My America is not your America

My youth was filled with dreams of success

My bank would be filled to the rim

My hand would reach out to others


My America, where has she gone?

My friends they disappeared, 

as the light of Corporate America loomed with gloom

My heart sank with reality

Where was the space for me to shine?

My brain said let me out, my brain said feed me!


My America, where has she gone?

The story is still unfinished

Floyd has spoken from his grave

Let me rise as Jesus once did 

My America, where has she gone? 

Floyd in his passing said, let me return America to all who heard me scream in the agony and pain of my death, give America to all!


My America, where has she gone? 

I see her in my dreams

I see her in my heart

I see her in my tears


My America, where has she gone?