Those who feel humiliation is joke, and the life that they decree, Their prosperity so undisguisable, and a future of meaningless disparity, The lives they have syphoned and the prosperity they claim to have. To think it is funny to damper a kids dream, Those on their way who have to deal with cruel scream; It is you being crushed by the harsh reality of your ways, In time you will regret and in hopes of a mortification of redemption. Your words were so strong that they became a humanitarian. Not all were so lucky to have taken your disgustful inadequate ways, To have a human being down on their knee’s begging you to cease, Dragged in the dust to a clandestine place, wondering why they dare to exists. As they hold back the pain and hide those unforgivable bruises, Everyone turns their back and fakes what you have done to another in a circumspect way, To their existence; none shy of yourself, the moment had seized and by then, it was to late. To think that it's cool or even remotely just to make any human being feel like their worth lesser than anyone else, truly shows were a persons moral capacity lies. As a humanitarian and a kid once bullied I can’t stress enough to those who feel the need to discourage those who truly have a fighting chance in life. “We are all human and individually cool in our own rite.†“Robert Follandâ€