I 'use' to wish this,
by Lawrence S. Pertillar
But I didn't attend...
Like a few I once knew...
'Do What You Can To Impress Me School'.
And I was bullied and bullied too.
Back then we were taught,
That's what kids do.
So if it does appear that I am uncouth,
Attribute that to my rude and inconsiderate attitude.
And I know it's not cool,
But trust me...
Where I come from challenges are confronted,
There were few I knew who chose to run.
That was not done.
And I was among those students,
Who fought to receive top honors.
With a validating of my street props.
And no tears did I then drop,
Since mom and pop use to brag...
About butts they kicked,
To have the bulleying stopped.
In those days...
Children played and competed,
On many levels of reality to face.
With a learning how in this world...
In an environment of hands-on teachers,
With fists to leave unmistakable lessons.