Madness

All kids count their ABC's But this kid could not learn with ease Made him frail, made him weak Laughed and teased every week Day after day week after week Taking it all, too afraid to speak When he threatened to take it all away They laughed and left him to go play Filled with anger, filled with sadness Why won't anyone listen to his madness? All kids sing there 1 2 3's But this kid could not learn with ease Going home to tell his mom Of how they threatened to strap him to a bomb But she told him to get out of her face For she has a liquor bottle in his place Filled with anger, filled with sadness why won't anyone listen to his madness Kids all learn to run and swing And this kid, too, could learn to swing He swung from a rope Made out of a coat Face drained of color For his mom to discover Filled with relief, finally ok All his madness finally drew him insane.