When did People Get To Be So Cruel?

When did People Get To Be So Cruel?

A Poem by MusicLove93

Look all those people.

All those people talking.

They don't really know what they're talking about.

All they know is what they heard.

What they heard from the other kids in town.

Nobody knows what's true and what's false.

Nobody cares who's right and who's wrong.

Oh but if you really wanna to know,

sometimes, you need to take a deeper look.

Don't judge a story by the cover of the book.

When did people get to be so cruel?

Don't you know you're just making yourself look a fool?

You know it's bad when gossip becomes the truth.

Why are we so quick to believe a story without any proof?

 

Look at all those people.

All those people staring.

No one bothers to help the weird girl pick up her books.

Why should they be seen with her?

When they're so aware of how lame it would look?

Everyone knows bout the day she fell.

Or was she pushed? I couldn't tell.

Some kids took her glasses, just playing around.

She fell down the stairs and broke her arm.

They swear they never meant any harm.

When did people get to be so cruel?

Don't you know you're just making yourself look a fool?

You know it's bad when nobody bothers to even care.

If roles were swtiched, wouldn't you want someone to be there?

© 2011 MusicLove93


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MusicLove93
Just playing around, writing out my thoughts and feelings again.

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when i was in school there was a guy who was "mentally retarded." Can you believe they actually overtly stated it as such! He wore metal braces on his legs and was spastic when he walked and could not really speak, it was very slurred and had that tonal quality one associates with such a condition. Just imagine, "Hi Neil, we know you're mentally retarded but could you keep your saliva under control a little better." Inhumane beyond belief. One day i came out of class and found 5 or 6 kids surrounding him and taunting him. Who could attack a helpless disabled kid? I totally lost it and lit out after 5 guys, I wanted to kill them! A bloody nose, torn shirt and bunch of scratches later I helped the disabled guy up off the ground. He says, "You're my friend, I never had a friend before..." Imagine, we were in 5th Grade and he'd never had ONE friend. Kids can be cruel!

Your writing is real and conveys your point very well. I had not thought of that occurance in years, your write brought it back. Quite impacting. Excellent.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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This is wonderful.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I do not understand human beings! How they can go to sleep at night and sleep peacefully, when they treat another person this way. If they think they are building their own self-esteem in doing this, all they look like is an a*s. People need to speak out when they see this

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Well-crafted and deeply sensitive.

I love the diversity in your work.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

sometimes it is a sad world we live in and we are surrounded by cruelty. just keep in mind that those who spread pain are usually the ones who suffer the most. kill em with kindness and be the example to all those you encounter. avoid the gossip and counter it with kind words whenever possible.

spread the love.....it, too, is contagious!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

cool. this is such a true poem of how people are! haha =D

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I fear that this question will never have an answer. Maybe this poem will help advance our world that we will oneday never need this question?

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A very true poem. People are like this everywhere I see. And, I, too, was like this once, although I am now a bit ashamed of it. I have gone back and apoligized to those whom I was once so cruel to, and done many things to correct my wrongs. I hope more people begin to realize and change their behavior, so perhaps one day this poem would not be a reflection of what life is, but rather what life is not. Thank you.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Hey, this brings back memories of high school --Never understood why they had to cut down weird people with glasses --Some say it's to help them build character --Hmmm not so sure. As for why people gather on gossip, it's their only claim to self-worth. Speaking of worth, writing such as this is priceless. Thanks.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Absolutely true, thank you for writing this poem:)

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

kids can be mean, what a powerful piece

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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