Holding the power to lock a happy heart in a black chained box
A box that may never be unlocked
Leaving the bodies of the stolen hearts to be crippled
Only insinuating darkness in the crippled bodies
Darkness where smiles don't exist, where love is invisible
Without love leading to Gandhi's rule of no life
You suck away lives, you kill
Turned all to depression because of two words:
Your Violence
'Dear Bully, do you understand your cruelty now? '
A Compelling and creative cry that needs to be heard.
By saying Dear, we show bullies that we can resolve problems without causing the harm they do. In fact, I agree with you. Bullies aren't Dear(s) . I get your point, but remember, if we want to be treated nice, we might as well treat them nice. Again, through this one word Dear we literally diss these bullies as we show we don't even have to open our cruel mouths to solve this problem they gave us through their cruel mouths. All we can do is just write one word like this... the power of writing can really save us all :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A Compelling and creative cry that needs to be heard.