There are those who hide, afraid to come into the light.
Bullying is felt but rarely seen.
He always was a shy boy Always found life to enjoy They picked on him one day They took his enjoyment away
They would put bugs in his hair He thought his teachers didn't care They called him every bad name Said that being strange was to blame
Hurt him and caused him pain Pushed him over in the rain They even spat in his face Told him he was a disgrace
Johnny please don't cry I know you just want to die Johnny I don't know why It's easy when you try
I wish the bullies would just go away Leave Johnny alone for only one day There are too many boys and girls in tears Too many bullied face suicide these years
Poor Johnny couldn't take any more Found him hanging from off the floor Poor Johnny is one of the dead We should kill bullying instead
Hem... I... Wow, Chris, just wow. How come you know how well to write words, when others barely know how to speak them? It's amazing, really, and I can't seem to find the correct words to describe this. Why bother? You've written it, I've read it, and it's done. I see your point clearly, and, well... wow...
Hem... I... Wow, Chris, just wow. How come you know how well to write words, when others barely know how to speak them? It's amazing, really, and I can't seem to find the correct words to describe this. Why bother? You've written it, I've read it, and it's done. I see your point clearly, and, well... wow...
A very sad poem. No excuse for abuse or bullying. We live in a world where all people seek perfection and are cold to people who don't need the same. A powerful poem with some wisdom if your listen to the words.
Coyote
Hell Chris, this reads like a UK Subs song from the early '80's. It would make a good fast song. Makes me think of all the suicides in Bridgend down our way.......
Bullying is so s***e, ruins lives so... x
This captures the relentlessness of bullying, the feeling of no escape. The last line is a powerful statement calling us all to stand up for truth and justice.
It's a topic that suits this era very well and as a writer you have hit the nail on the head amigo.
this write hits hard brother and its a great work my friend
Cardiff until 2004, then Hemel Hempstead, Hertfordshire, United Kingdom
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Started writing in 1997 after a horrible attack, I found it theraputic and wrote a range of poems and short horror stories.
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