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


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.