The young girl was only 15 or a little more,
when a kid at her school told others she was
They all laughed at her and added to her shame.
What had she done to deserve such pain?
Another kid at the same school, was a quiet boy
They all called a fool.
The said he was different, he wasnít smart,
he couldnít help it that he got a late start.
There was a classroom filled with others like him,
Some talked funny, others couldnít read, the school kept
Them in hiding so others wouldnít see.
The girl I mentioned before,
she quit school and didnít go anymore.
She couldnít handle all the hate,
So she didnít get to graduate.
That boy who lagged behind,
I am sure he had a great mind.
He gave up, didnít want to try. The last I heard, he died.
They talk of what a shame and a pity
of what happens to kids in our city.
They all wish it could be different and good,
they would change it if they could.
I wonder what happened to the kid who started the tale?
Is he happy in his life? Well?
Is he grown up now with kids of his own?
Wonder if they will reap what he had sown?
I heard that girl did get her GED
She went on to college to learn to teach.
She is back at her high school teaching others who seem impaired.
I am glad that she is there.
The other day in the lunchroom
There was a loud boom.
The teacher thought it was kids having fun
When she turned around
She saw a boy with a gun.
He was holding it on another young man.
His hand was shaking as he began to say, Ladies and gentlemen,
We have one less bully today. But, I am not through.
He lifted the gun and shot himself too.
The moral of this ode should be clear
We should hold our children dear.
Teach them all to be kind
And to never hate or spread lies
This how we will all survive.