<p>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 gypsy’s prayer.
Yes I know I’m just an outcast;
I shouldn’t speak to you.
Still I see your face and wonder:
Were you once an outcast,
too?</p>
<p>God help the outcasts
hungry from birth.
Show them the mercy
they don’t find on earth.
Please help my people,
the poor and downtrod.
I thought we all were
children of God?</p>