The Grace Of God The sun, Hidden behind the blanket of the suttle, dark…
Bullies
Bullies
Why do they always hate on me
Always space themselves from me
They see me in a different way
They try to pay me no mind
It’s like the sin that just ended is beginning
Everyone is segregating me again
There’s no mercy in their soul
But I am not a fool I don’t give in to their hatred
I stay tough just being a patriot from the unfair power
They look at me sour acting like they truly have power
Why do they wish for my death?
Can they truly want someone to die?
They’re shoving me in the locker daily
It’s now not a shocker when I come home with a bruised face
I don’t give in like some kids
Who hid from them and welcome their demise with a six foot rope
I don’t have any hope for the end of their bullying
That’s giving in when I think there will be a true end
There won’t be for nobody
Bullying is a soggy sponge sucking people in and growing their sins
This may be the end of a rhyme
But there will never be a time when a man truly understands the fate of bullying
I will say one thing to myself and that’s
I won’t give in, I won’t give in, and I won’t give in
The end will never come for someone’s fate
Till they send their soul up away from the hate that is staked here
Let the ashes of sins fall on those who have only hatred
And let us all–the victims–stand tall