Fine Art Collection 1
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[Verse 1]
Disqualified and denied, I’m standing in this line
Don’t know if it’s my skin or my body that they mind
Years I’ve been trying, my son’s hand in mine
Just to buy a home, just to have a sign
I spent my savings, learned the rules and plans
Took two courses, did all that I can
Heard about a voucher, a chance to start again
Picked up the phone, but it just rang and rang
[Pre-Chorus]
Message after message, silence on the line
Feels like being punished for living my own life
Disabled or Black, or is it both combined?
Another hope fades for the millionth time
[Chorus]
Disqualified and denied, but I’m still standing here
Praying to God, holding back the tears
I’m tired but I’m trying, can’t let my son down
Someday we’ll find our home, someday safe ground
[Verse 2]
Saved a thousand dollars, they said they’d match me too
Thought I’d finally break this cycle, but hit another bruise
They told me don’t worry, just give us a call
But being disabled, I took another fall
They said once you’re working, maybe there’s a door
But my body won’t allow me like it did before
Still I smile in public, but I’m hurting inside
For my son I’ll keep fighting, though I’ve been denied
[Bridge] (spoken or sung)
I didn’t ask to be made this way
God gave me life, I’ll walk His way
I’m not asking for more than fair
I just want a home, someone to care
[Chorus]
Disqualified and denied, but I’m still standing here
Praying to God, holding back the tears
I’m tired but I’m trying, can’t let my son down
Someday we’ll find our home, someday safe ground
[Outro]
They don’t see my rent paid eighteen years straight
They just see my health and my skin they hate
But God’s still with me, my son by my side
We’ll break these walls they built to divide

