Stop bullying!

Satan’s wrath in the cold lonely morning breeze
The action of some kids could make you freeze
Just like Satan’s taunts
School bullying haunts.

Long after last bell has rang
The taunts have been sang
They echo in the victim’s head
Often making them wish they were dead.

The souls empty, dreading the next hit
The heart crying, waiting for the next bit
The eyes widen like the moon rising in the sky
The mouth desperate, dangerously dry.

So bullying anyone is uncool
Not to mention against the rule
If I see it I will tell
Even if I have to run like hell.