Unfortunately I struggled the past couple weeks finding my inspiration for what to write a poem about. The poem has to be mailed today, postmarked with today's date, so I was running out of time. Then I watched an episode of American Idol last night. The last two contestants of the night were two younger folks, both victims of bullying throughout their lives. One was bullied for being a talented young singer. The other was bullied for being very very short. The last one had me in a pool of tears prompting my dog to lick them all off my face as they fell. We finished watching the show, my inspiration came, and the words started flowing on the page.
Soooo, without further ado, here ya go...
Why Do You Bully
Hurt. Pain. Anger. Shame.
These are the things we feel being bullied.
Why? What? Me? How Come?
These are the questions we ask when we’re bullied.
Short. Tall. Black. White.
These are the things we can’t change yet we’re bullied.
Smart. Gifted. Musical. Religious.
These are great attributes to have, yet we’re bullied.
Disabilities. Struggles. Different. Abused.
These are the things we don’t want, AND we’re bullied.
Gay. Fat. Rich. Poor.
These are things we didn’t ask for, AND we’re bullied.
Friends. Acceptance. Love. Laughter.
These are the things that we want but you bully.
Funny. Loyal. Supportive. Clever.
The things about us you’d enjoy, but you bully.
Strength. Courage. Empowered. Brave.
These are things that we are because you bullied.
Kind. Loving. Understanding. Overcome.
These are the things we have gained because you bullied.
When things come around as they always do
What you do to others comes back on to you.
Sad. Lonely. Guilt. Rejected.
These are the things you will know as a bully.
Kind. Caring. Supportive. Understanding.
These are the things we’ll give you when you’re bullied.
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