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New Kid In School (poem)

Updated on July 26, 2011

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


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      David Charles 3 years ago from New York


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      Frida Wiliad 5 years ago

      That rude word is really inappropriate as children can access this and they know what it means. You don't want to leave the impression that us adults actually use this word often and that since a student from this school uses this word that they can use it too.

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      Brett Milam 6 years ago from Cincinnati, Ohio

      Good work, sir. Often times. In my own poems I tend to stay away from rhyming because I'm not good at doing it without sounding hokey or giving the poem a contrived feeling. However, you do so wonderfully because it works so well in this poem and it enhances the story's narrative flow. Also, good choice on the Smashing Pumpkins song.

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      Matthew I Crawford 6 years ago from Greeley, Colorado

      Thank you very much Frank

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      Frank Atanacio 6 years ago from Shelton

      One word " Impressive " Now I gotta go read the fighter Frank :)

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      Matthew I Crawford 6 years ago from Greeley, Colorado

      This piece is dedicated to Brett Milam - without your comment and suggestion on "The Fighter (Poem)" this work probably never would have happened.

      And to my dear friend Ian - If they'd only gotten to know you as I did, they would have left you alone (eventually)