Thursday, May 24, 2012

Bullied


He couldn’t wait to have a child
To be the boss of someone
After being bossed all his young life.

He talked about how he would discipline him
He wouldn’t raise a brat
His kids would know how to act.

No one questioned him, it was just talk
There's no way a mother would choose
A man like that to father her child.

Baby Jake was tiny but not to worry
He states, I’ll toughen him up in no time
No mamby-pamby for my son!

He couldn’t attend the funeral
When his son died
He’d spend his life now being bullied by his peers.

13 comments:

Mary Mansfield said...

Wow, what a heart-wrenching poem! Bullying always has consequences that can reach far beyond the original incidents.

Brian Miller said...

ugh, heavy in my stomach...bullying parents...we had some similar thoughts in this...dont worry i will toughen him up...that just pisses me off...nice write...

Peggy said...

Gripping Judy. Just heart-breaking to think how this kind of thing goes from generation to generation--until a generation doesn't make it.

Mary said...

So heartbreaking, Judy. I can just imagine poor Jake's life (and death) with this bully of a father.

Shersim said...

So painful.

Grace said...

This is a wonderful yet heart breaking write...having a bully for a father is really tough ~

Willow said...

Sad how some people feel entitled to treat children the way they were treated, rather than breaking the mold.
Excellent written powerful and sad poem.

Lynne said...

In some cases, the cycle just goes on and on....it's beyond sad, so tragic, poor little Baby Jake. And to think this stuff goes on daily. Good poem, Judy, highlighting the heartbreak and sometimes utter futility of all of this.

Helen said...

Yes, all too often the cycle is repeated ... your interpretation of the prompt was sobering ... and well written.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Now THIS is an aspect of bullying that is often over looked. Way to go for writing this. It packs a punch. It does its job.

Christine said...

I'll make a man out of you...so dislike this phrase, very sad reality, moving poem.

Rinkly Rimes said...

I am reminded of the Victorian father....and of George Fifth who said "I was scared of my father and my son's going to be scared of me!'

Hannah said...

It is so sad, so unfortunate, such the opposite of love. Written so thoughtfully.