Bullies

They walk down the hall

ten of them

faces filled with joy, laughing at their own jokes 

they're coming towards you now 

you look down and pray they won't see you 

it's too late 

their eyes roll over to you 

they say "fatty", "loser" words that echo in your brain all day 

but for them, you're just there 30 second victim 

five days later you still haven't eaten much

making sure whenever you pass them,

you suck in you stomach

five days later they have already called 200 other  people crude names

like "retard" or "idiot" they get much worse

10 days later the boys forgot it all

all their crimes

all their harsh words

But those 201 victims hear those words echoing in their head

over

and over again  

::be careful what you say 

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This poem is about: 
My community
Our world

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