The Outcast on Bus #7

by *~Brittaney~*   Jun 28, 2006


The yellow jackel appears
behind the moring sun.
Eyes flashing their red intent.
Brakes shreik with mocking laughter.
The thump of the door-
stairs ascending to hell,
Heart pounding with dread.
Bodies shifting,whispers roar,jeering smiles-
Tyrannical cackles!

A little girls soul...lost

emptiness...

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  • 17 years ago

    by C Cattaway

    I'm judging, by the title, and then the poem itself, that this refers to bullying? If I'm wrong, I'm sorry.. but if it is, just remember, if you can still hold your head up, and keep smiling, they will never win.. Enjoy your life. I enjoyed your poem. Well done. xx

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