Before We Knew His Name by Dharmabum

Before we knew his name,
He was just another kid,
A boy we never heard of,
Somewhere else is where he lived, 

He could have come from anywhere,
Been in any other place,
We would have never known,
His name or seen his face, 

But politicians saw the chance,
To gain the upper hand,
They'd tell this young boy's story,
And spread it cross the land, 

They told us of his journey,
To the land of liberty,
Now he's without a father,
And his mother's lost at sea, 

Before we knew his name,
He was like any other kid,
He was more concerned with playing,
Than where he had to live, 

I wonder if we asked him,
I wonder what he'd say,
But a kid can't make decisions,
About where he wants to stay, 

And what about the kids,
Whose names we do not know,
Falling through the cracks,
Of a system that's too slow, 

And when this story's over,
And the T.V. crews are gone,
They'll fly away like vultures,
And forget young Elian.