A Child of God (It's Hard to Believe)

Some folks say we're all God's children And maybe we are, I don't know But sometimes, I find that rather hard to believe And living in a ghetto like I do You'll find a little of everything going on All of that fussing and fighting and whatnot While I'm trying to get my rest Really makes it hard for me to believe But right now I would just like to Tell you about some of the people you might find in my neighborhood I know a man who curses his brother I know a man who thinks of no other Always chasing after money Thinks a poor man is funny It's hard Wow, it's hard to believe he's a child of God, oh yeah I know a woman who steals from her mother And that same woman, she gets drunk one day to another She kicks her kids out in the streets Puts another man under that father's sheets and I find it hard Wow, It's hard to believe she's a child of God, oh yeah I know some people who go to church on Sunday And these the same people who wear a sheet on Monday They talk about justice and being free But they're watching lynchings so easily Yes it's hard Hey, It's hard to believe they're children of God, oh yeah I find it hard to believe right now, oh yeah I find it hard to believe right now That these people call themselves children of God Wow, it's so hard to believe right now That these people have the nerve to call themselves children of god