Happy Hispanic Neurodivergent Woman
There’s always a reason why people gang up on you and bully you
They can’t stand when you’re happy
They can’t stand when you’re honest
They can’t stand when you don’t conform
That’s because they are miserable
That’s because they are afraid
That’s because they are mishapenly crushed into boxes they don’t fit
The only answer is that we all break free
The only answer is that we live free
The only answer is that we go within
and find our own power
You can’t make anyone smarter with fear
You can’t make anyone more observant with anger
If you don’t see it, you are living it
If you don’t live it, you aren’t seeing it
Denying that the bullies exist doesn’t make them go away
Refusing to see the bullies makes you one of them
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Amen, very true and well said! We cannot cower to or condone bullies; it is not acceptable. Fear of them is also not acceptable. People must be accepted for who they are and what they believe.
Thank you John!
Glad it struck a chord with you.
You are welcome, great poem!
An honest and thoughtful write.
“If you don’t see it, you are living it
If you don’t live it, you aren’t seeing it”
Exactly. Well done, Jerielle.
Thank you !!!!
Speaking truth to power. This resonates with emotion. The listing offers the reader a glimpse into the reality of bullying as well as action steps. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you so much
All of us are somewhere in those lines! Powerful write!
I love that! Thanks Sylvia!
Agree with all comments before me. I like the structure—short lines, the repetition in the beginning of the lines.
Especially love: “ If you don’t see it, you are living it/If you don’t live it, you aren’t seeing it”
Wow, thank you Pam! Means the world to be heard sometimes!
I love the declarative of the lines, standing in solidarity.
“If you don’t see it, you are living it
If you don’t live it, you aren’t seeing it”
Thanks for showing it to us.
Thank you Shaun! I hesitated to publish it. It felt for a moment like just a deeply personal insight. Glad to know it meant something to others.