New Kid In School (poem)
As he timidly entered his first day of class.
Every eye was upon him, watching him pass.
His oddly styled blonde hair
His large glasses causing a glare
As the ogling class started to whisper and mumble
I knew from the start, that this kid was in trouble.
He sat quietly, his nosed pressed into a book
I knew that he was too frightened to look
At the thirty boys and girls staring him down
Preparing their jokes to make him a clown
At the first recess I sat back and watched
As he wandered the playground gazing down at the rocks
The new kid in school, everyone around him a stranger
Not seeing behind him at the approaching danger
I leapt from my seat, seeing what was about to go down
Michael, snuck up behind him, shoving him to the ground
Standing above him, he tried to make him feel meek.
Calling him loser, nerd, geek, and freak.
“Hey Mike, what’s your problem? Just leave him be.
If it’s a fight that you want, you’ve found one, in me”.
Michael looked at me stunned, unable to comprehend.
“What are you doing? I thought I was your friend?”
“You can clearly see he’s much smaller than you
Why make an enemy of this kid who is brand new?
By the look in his eyes, I knew our friendship was through.
He sealed it with two simple words. “Fuck you.”
Without hesitation I swung hard and connected
Perhaps while knocked out he could have reflected
That there are people in this world willing to fight
To stand up for the weak, stand up for what’s right
I earned myself a three day vacation in the end.
But when I returned I had gained a lifelong friend
