This is a poem requested by a person I got to meet over the summer months who freely and openly admitted to having suffering outrageously at the hands of bullies at one stage in his life. I hope this poem can help ease these unfair memories for you somehwat, buddy :) The Lesser Man Bullied to within an inch Threatened to spend the remainder of his adolescene building it right back up You atrocious lot, you usurped him completely Too many dreaded memories that he cannot help but keep, relatively speaking Untouchable now Perfectly shrouded, a painstaking rain cloud may have came crashing down in the beginning But now he can stand oh so goddamn tall, middle finger aimed correctly at all of these sinners A bullys a bullys a bully by the very end So pull yourselves on out of our lives! Entirely dependent upon one anothers wayward mark of jealously People who undoubtedly need a masterclass in age-old etiquette The heady regrets will far outway the positives Push comes to most glorious shove and you eventually get to see that the glove is on the other hand now Shroud yourselves... No. Such. Chance I dance rather appreciatively, whilst you and your yes-man minions get to fall oh so appropriately far Rest-assure, you and yours were never, EVER on a par
Posted on: Wed, 05 Nov 2014 16:13:54 +0000