Fat Boy
by Donna Wallace
You saw the fat boy
his chin past his belt
you chose to tease him
How badly he felt.
You pointed and teased him
because you were cruel
You called him a loser
you labeled him "fool".
You took a fine boy
with promise and hope
but you stole his glory
'Till he could no longer cope.
You buried that fat boy
your taunts dug his grave
One more of your victims
that you could have saved.
Now you say you're sorry
you didn't want him to die
No, you just meant to break him
and his heart until he cried.
Your words all have power
And like a knife they can cut
He took your teasing
until he had enough.
Now you take your words back
apologize to the ground
But they hit their mark
now he's no longer around.
So please zip your lips
see love through your eyes
Soften your judgment
No more of your lies.
Just because he's different
He's bigger than you
He was made from the same mold
yet was someone special too.
You degraded that fat boy
until he hated himself
You broke and destroyed him
and laughed at yourself.
His grave's on your hands now
though you're not behind bars
But you know what happened
you know who you are.
The next boy will be different
maybe skinny or black
but you'll find a way to tease him
you'll be the monkey on his back.
Don't make this a lesson
it takes you too long to learn
Love all your brothers and
then you'll be loved in return.
You decide how you'll be remembered
Be it friend or be it foe
It's more pleasant to be a good friend
spreading kindness as you go.
Always think before you blurt out
something you'll be sorry for
Besides, love is what this life's about
and who could ever want for more …
volume 12(8)
April 15, 2008
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Donna Wallace, all rights reserved.
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