A Pre-Teen Message – Beat It You Bully

By Esar, Hermitage Academy , aged 14

Once upon a time


You and your kind


Lived underneath


Bridges had ridges as ribs that dropped down


Onto empty chests


As if an excavation were hired to remove


The part of you that gave you your purpose


You lived off our fears if you could


Taste what we fear


Your smiles were like barbed wires


Not to keep us out


But to keep us in


The fathers, who secured the doors


The mothers, who checked the floors


Did not know


How to deal with you


You


Who crept into our lives


Stabbing in your words like knives


And then


The word changed


All for the better good


But you did not.