Theinkwell Poetry Challenge || The Bully Gang.
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The clearity was dim
First, the skin. Last, the being
As they draw closer we saw
A daughter not of our gene
The nine months journey, a waste.
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Growing up was strange
Bully, my second name
Never got to know my sins
My mother even hates my skin
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Ted, the head of the bully
Gave me a knock without a warning
Angered, I dealt back
A kick, a punch, a blow
I knock him out no time.
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Made to stand in front of all
Punished for nearly killing Ted
I finally opened my mouth
Ask the assembly, what was my sin
None, none came up with a word.
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The above is my entry into @theinkwell poetry contest
theinkwell poetry challenge | Week 10 - All Writers Welcome
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