Shrine For A Bully Poem by Donal Mahoney

Shrine For A Bully



Very late in life bullets answered jeers
Paul once used to tease a little boy
coming home from school.

Little boy grew up and found Paul
and put a bullet in his temple
as the sun danced on the barrel.

Friends brought flowers, built a shrine,
gathered in a circle and prayed
after the ambulance took Paul away.

Sunday, September 13, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: bullying
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