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They sit quietly,
Their eyes searching.
Looking for their next victim.

The weakest stand out,
They cry, they shout.
Nobody glares,
Nobody seems to care.

I sit,
I watch.
He did nothing to offend,
He just didn't blend.

The popular laugh,
The by standers stand,
They do nothing on their behalf.

I didn't want to watch his pain,
That bully I wonder,
What was to gain?

He made him cry,
He made him feel like there wasn’t any hope,
Like he could just die and nobody would care.

I did.
I was tired of his screams,
His cries of help,
Not one answered until now.

I stood,
My head held high.
Stop was my only word.
That bully dropped the nerd.
He glanced in shock,
I yelled at him,
And they all flocked.

That boy,
The small helpless boy,
Was grateful,
For just a simple stop.

He thanked me and walked away,
No worries about eating lunch the next day.
He could finally live without tears,
Among his fellow peers.

Stand up,
Don’t be a by-stander.





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