Live and let live,
that's always what I say.
I try to make everyone listen,
but they keep running away.
If you were the one bullied,
would you really laugh at all?
For the pranks, insults, hits,
they deeply drown you, make you fall.
I want you to think of that,
next time you claim your power.
You may be stronger than the rest,
but to use that against proves you're a coward.
What does it really matter, though,
if we're black or fat or gay?
every human being is equal,
Don't agree? Come what may.
'Sticks and stones may break my bones,
but words will never hurt me.'
They repeat that saying once again
as their scars burn on, Won't you see?
Won't you see the evil in this world,
can't you see the wrong it's doing?
Well, I see this, want to change it,
and I swear, somehow I'll do it.
YOU ARE READING
Liquid thoughts
PoetryJust liquid thoughts that come and go, shaping and racing, that I write down for you just before they slip through my fingers.