Nobody's Child

Nobody’s Child

Look for me in the slums of Methare

Find me sleeping in the gutters of Eastleigh

Begging for a shilling on the streets of Nairobi

Nobody’s child

Pain that touches me oh so deep

Eyes so dry I cannot weep

Walking a path that’s far too steep

Nobody’s child

None to give me food or shelter

Gone the touch of a loving mother

Alone, the brutal fact of the matter

Nobody’s child

Voiceless I cry out – no one is listening

Invisible I walk about – none are caring

Darkness surrounds – though sun is shining

On nobody’s child

Hoping to find what I’m constantly seeking

Freedom and hope and a future believing

That one day a new name I’ll be receiving

Somebody’s child

Raising the banner of hope for tomorrow

I’m ready to work hard on lessons to follow

If given the chance then you’ll be my hero…

Our child

Under the Acacia Tree Music                                   2012/01/01