They say that bullies never prosper.
Sometimes that feels like a lie.
Often a phrase for effect.
We are diverse and do not tolerate bullying.
Discrimination of any kind.
Look and you will see this around you.
Yet words can be powerful.
Yet words can hide a fearful truth.
As the bully remains, the bullied departs.
Sometimes a job. Sometimes a home.
Sometimes a life.
How can the bullied prosper?
Rebuild a trust that has been cynically dismantled?
By being who you are.
By being what you are.
Keep believing in your moral code.
Keep faith in your humanity.
Be who you were born to be.
Be not who your tormentor might want you to be.
For when you stick to you, to being you...
When you bounce back,
When you prove YOU right,
That is when the bully fails and and the bullied prosper.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem