Inner Child Assassination

 

The person I could have been Was killed

long before I had a choice

it was such an innocent affair

None of us had even the remotest idea

Of the consequences, in fact it was encouraged

By those who might have known better -

But sadly didn’t.

 

In some respects, now, I do see what they

Were trying to do. Life is tough and one has to

Be tough to deal with it.

And, in that, I can see

That they might have had a point.

 

But not to the point of killing me.

 

I think their kind of philosophy might have

To be rethought.

And to a large extent it is nowadays:

bullying is not character forming and

teachers are much more aware now

Of the damage.

 

So it's good in some ways.

But not really.

No one actually knows what bullying

Really is

And if no one knows what it really is

Then how can it really be solved.

 

Young people are still being killed

Their fragile souls assassinated

And then told to live their lives

As if nothing had happened.

Author's Note

Not sure about this one now. I did have it uder [poem/prose poetry], but it really isn't. So I have put it under [experimental] as I have no idea what category it is. It falls between prose and writing I guess.