By Author Lynda Ferrer
When I was young
I was the smallest in my class
Living in public projects
Wasn’t an exciting blast
People called me names
Made me feel a shame
Being little was my defect
Was no playing game
I was bullied in the courtyards
Bully at school
Bully in my yard
Like a fool
Deep inside I felt very hurt
When they made fun of me
Wishing to be tall
So I could revenge and beat
I learned to be brave
Living those hard days
Where there wasn’t much love
For little people not saved.
God gave me the power
To ignore and defend
When people would affect me
Until the very end
What I really learned
Is an important gain
Better education in this aspect
is a need in society for respect
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