Baby Boy

A bundle of joy
Treated as a toy
An object to play with
A little baby boy

He takes his first steps
Standing up tall
A thud across his face
He slams against the wall

Seven months later
The baby learns to crawl
There's nobody to help him
When he's forced to fall

He gurgles and spits
As babies will do
His coffin's lowered slowly
He never reached two