Unmarried Mother-Clifford T. Ward

Unmarried Mother - Clifford T. Ward Sitting in the waiting room Of the Department of Social Security Waiting for her name to be called out So that she may secure their charity. She never thought that love Could end at all like this It was never so in books A year ago and she was such a different girl Grammar school, respectable, qualifications. She studied courses academic With the best from University But the subject she most needed to succeed in Has brought misery. Why ever did she never stop to think? But then love's not quite like that Who ever can she turn to now Parents have turned their back on her Disgrace to the family. And so surrounded by the weak And those in need of our society She sits alone and waits rejected By the rules of our propriety. How ever could we ever let her fall like this? So gentle and so young Whatever do we really care about Heaven knows, I'm sure I don't Won't somebody tell me?