Poem: Sticks and stones
We all know the rhyme that starts with sticks and stones….
But what about the time that they made Tom feel all alone
Enough to where He thought it best to run from home
and go to a place where his mind could freely roam
and they would all stop making fun of his syndrome
But words shouldn't have hurt him
He always was walking with a grin
But since nobody wanted to talk to him
They never knew how tragic his life had been
He was never comfortable in his own skin
and he didn’t feel safe even with his own kin
He never came back to school one day
He took his life by jumping onto a highway
Everyone called him names like “retard" and “gay”
and even worse things, they’d say.
The day everyone found out what happened, they prayed
But I didn’t hear any apologies being made
Not even one “I felt bad when I spilled your lemonade…"