Nobody's Child

Standing behind this person of authority  
unsure of what to do
Not knowing what he was doing here
Or why his Clothes smelt new

A Ward of Court
Was all he heard
The rest were taken together
He who had a slow position
Not wanted
They thought it better.

Looking down at shaking Hands
A pitiful  sight to see
No  mama to rare
Just this cross to bare
What a lonely old place to be

Nobody noticed his Tears of grief
Or that his Heart was broken
His loved one dead
Not a Word have they said
Not a Kiss,
not a thought
Not a Token

What will become of nobody's Child
Years of  sorrow and shame
No one to hold
Explain or to mold
Nobody to take the blame

From Pillar to Post
Shove him where he will fit
Any old place will do
But see here my Friend
Tomorrow  could end
Could be closer to home .

Could be you .