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Corrupted World (Philanthropy, Free Verse)



It started out on the first day

As I walked through the gates not knowing there was a trap set to spring

Suddenly... BOOM!

Someone had pushed me against the ground like a lion pouncing on the prey

They cursed and insulted me as I lay helplessly on the ground

Wondering when someone would help me

Children gathered as if an amazing achievement had been won

As they stared at me heartlessly with blank faces

I found myself in a dark room hopeless with despair

I reached out to the light finding nothing but dust and ashes

A corrupted world with everyone against me

That's what bullying feels like

 

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