When will it be over? When will we be equal? When will we be safe From selfishness and evil? Will it be today With the end of school? Or will it be at work Where cliques become uncool? Maybe when booze and drugs Are banished from our lands Will I then be safe From unwelcome hands? When there are no more guns And no one carries knives Will there then be no one Who steals people’s lives? When we are successful In keeping bombs from teens Will the board no longer Allow bullies to “t...

Labeled and judged Pushed away People only hear What I say And barely that Through their disdain They don’t see his eyes When he says hey Only my anger Every day Maybe they’ll notice And help today Dad says money At home is tight But that concern for it Is not mine He says it’s his job To provide and guide And my job just To be a child But that ability I can No longer find To tell him why Again I try I don’t understand Why he believes This last thing that He said to me...

The wonderful thing about social change is that, to be achieved, you have to piss people off once in a while

Night comes again and with it the time to rest, but its spent instead wandering amongst the shadows... An unwelcome visitor. Leave me ALONE! A cold smile. Arms encircling. Hands roving. Break free Run...Run...Run... Empty halls Here. There. No one to help Busy. No time. Not my concern. Scared. Hurt. Angry There! "Please. Who do I go to for help?" "Me." I tell him what happened. A name. The arms. The hands. He nods. Makes a note. Doesn't move Still no one to turn to Sinking down, down, down. B...