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bully
written by devil-dick11:13 PM 8/12/04its break at school.
i sit alone, perched on a wall.
along comes the bully.
his mates and him, standing tall.
he stops and jeers.
i stare into space.
he calls me my name.
i stare in his face.
he asks for a fight.
i stand up tall.
easy he thinks.
to make me fall.
unknown to him.
i can hold my ground.
he swings his fist.
he starts to pound.
he misses them all.
he is in shock.
how did he miss.
how did i block.
i stand up straight.
he sees how tall.
i slip my foot behind his.
puhing him back, the floor he falls.
i get my bag,
and of i walk.
if people new this.
im sure they would talk.
so there he lays.
his face in pain.
not due to hurt.
but what he didnt gain.
i care not,
of the school yard bully.
he knows this now,
and just how fully. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
most of us were and are bullied, im no diferent. fighting back and losing, isnt wrong. it still shows them that your willing to fight back. power isnt something you use on others in that sense. power isnt always about walking away either. you have it, then you use it wisely. no body is worse than you to be put down. sometimes people need to be shown by fighting and not walking away..
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