The BullyI met the bully today,The Bully3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
It’s the first day of 6th grade.
I’m assigned to sit next to him all yearlong.
I thought, “He’ll be my new friend!” but boy, I was wrong.
I sit, wave, say “hi.”
Thinking I’ve just made a new ally.
He smiles, but not kindly. A sly look in his eye.
He was already thinking of ways to make me cry.
He called me a name or some other remark.
A hurtful jolt went through me with a spark.
“Maybe that’s his way of being funny.”
I laughed it off, and tried to be chummy.
Today the bully called me fat.
He pointed to my stomach and laughed like a brat.
I looked down at myself with no words to say
And for the first time noticed a large bulge on display.
I had no return as the bully went on.
He said my stomach was as wide as it was long.
“You must eat all the time when you’re at home.”
“You gain so much weight cuz you’re all alone!”
How can he be so mean to someone he just met?