A bully comes to school,
Harasses everyone there,
Picks a fight,
With who ever he can,
The skinny kid,
Takes the blows,
From each hit,
The bully gives.
The bully leaves that prey,
And moves on,
He sees the kid,
With the dorky looking glasses,
Thinking i'm stronger than him.
He goes up to him,
Pushs him around,
The kid stands there,
And takes the blow,
From the bully's fist.
Nobody stops him,
They just look on,
The bully walks away,
Feeling proud of himself,
Gives a look at those,
That may be next,
As they shudder,
Under his gaze.
The school dismisses,
And everyone leaves,
The victims of the bully,
Go home and cry,
While the bully,
Takes the blows,
From the guy,
Who is suppose,
To be his father.
The next day,
The bully comes back for more,
He preys on that skinny kid,
And the one with the glasses,
He beats them until they cry,
And he sees the fear,
In their eyes.
The following day the bully comes back,
For one more round,
But the skinny kid,
Pulls out a gun,
The bully gets shot,
When he turned the corner,
To prey on his victim.
Now the bully ends up,
Being the victim,
And the victim ends up,
Being the bully.
A contest entry
- Bullies - Victim's point of view by Moon Raven.
450 points, ended May 31, 2008, 18 entries
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Comments
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Wow! This was a very good poem. I had to read the last part over a couple times. lol! But it was good. I love you and I can't stand bullies.


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The story is sad, but has such truth to it. I like the way you put this story together in this poem. However, the flow of this piece seemed to be a bit choppy and there were a few spelling errors. But other than that good job.
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very very good
that is so true and i think there should be no bullies -
wow. This is utterly disgusting. How weak can ONE person be that they need a gun? that is nasty as hell. If you are going to kill someone, do it with your bare hands or with at least a knife... but a gun... damn... i think i am going to vomit. Though, bullying does make people into murderers. It is fun though. yeah... the poem was ok except for the gun. enjoy.
-Deat

