Your words will never hurt me
Above them, I shall always rise
Like warm air that escapes high
Into the winter’s sun kissed skies.
Your hate does not infect me
To that illness, I am immune
I don’t want to be like you
I like to dance to my own tune.
Your punches I do not feel
For I am so far, far away
Safe in my own little land
Where pain does not visit or stay.
So go ahead and beat me
Bully me, if it makes you grin
Just know you will not break me
Because bullies can never win.
I enjoyed this one, J.A., and the message it conveys. Truly, empowerment comes from within under vast pressure. Warm regards, John.
hi john good subject. I hate bullies or should i say cowardsevery bullie should read this victorious poem, terence
this is nicely done.........ur are right....i agree with you..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Bully for you John! Excuse the pun but it seems to fit! There's a terrific resonance here in your choice of words to all bullies and it rings out loud and clear.