January 1983

Welcoming Committee

The new kid in school

He walks to the door

His heart beats wild

As his hand extends

Turns the handle

And he shuffles in

The room's full of stares

That pick him apart

Like a puzzle

Teacher swoops in to help

Him find his way

Against the tide

Following him now

To his front row seat

And nail him there

Lunch-time has a new game

Called "Pick on Him"

Them against him

For a while, least-ways

Till he feels at home

And won't run there

They will let him in

Once he proves his stuff

It'll be okay