They told us he was different
And we'll have to be patient
They labeled him at birth
That in this world he had no worth.
They said he might not walk
They said he might not talk
But if you met Adam today
You'd be surprised in many ways.
They used to call them "Mongoloid"
It was a shame to be avoided.
Now they're called "Exceptionnal"
But never would they call them "Normal"
With love and guidance
My son will go the distance
And when his goals are acheived
You will not be deceived.
Because he needs more time to adapt
People say he's handicapt
But will he be given the chance to learn?
Is this mother's only concern.