My Poetry Journal

Heat Wave

Author's note: Thanks for all the support!

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I was wrong.

That's what you say.

I admit to the throng.

Yet they accuse me of foul play.

Others did much worse,

Someone actually did use their fame.

Still more swear and curse.

I realize that it's just a game.

They are all after innocence.

They do not really want me back.

While I lived in blissfulness,

They planned the perfect attack.

Years passed and many seasons went.

I had but worked in vain.

Now I see their evil intent.

My loss is their gain.

What use is being happy?

What use is going insane?

They say I am slaphappy

My hometowns' bane.

If I go insane,

Will they cheer?

For I was once happy.

I was once austere.

What use is pure innocence?

What use is eternal happiness?

If they believe in a false insolence,

then I'll wallow in unhappiness.

Water up to my neck,

I find myself looking at my veneer.

Someone please come check

You all can now cheer.

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Author's note: My poem against bullying, especially Cyber bullying. Basically, the story goes that a young man apologizes outline after people (falsely) call him names and he being raised a polite gentleman says sorry. He's crucified by an online mob as a result. Consequently, he's tired. (He does not end his life-the water up to his neck is a metaphor.)

Inspired by the story of a friend of a friend who was innocent and unfortunately took their lives as a result of online bullying...#stayingalive #lifeisworthliving (As well as the frustration of seeing a Japanese actor [who also was innocent] whom I saw his work recently only to find out he perished due to online mob harassment.) #stopbullying