The night was dark and cool and clear
The air around was free of fear
As I recall it used to be
When life was happy and carefree.
We laughed and cried and fussed a lot
About what’s fair and what was not
Though not one person would declare
That their own treatment was unfair !
We lived and dreamed our lives away
Believing each, from day to day
This was our homeland, small or large
Where bullies never were in charge !
There is no way I understand
How tempers get so out of hand
I’ve never seen such anger shown
From persons both known and unknown
What is there that can rile one up
Enough to overflow the cup ?
We’ve seen the foolishness of some
Who cannot seem to overcome
This sad behavior they have used
On those they’ve bullied or abused
Perhaps through faith and time alone
They’ll seek God’s wisdom to atone !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 