It kills me

Its kill's me to see
How cruel people can be
To them, they lay prejudice
As if it were a dependence
Only by intimidation they reign
Without that they are overly slain
And yet people lay scared
Its not like they cared
Don't be afraid, and stand for enough
Let them no they aren't tough
I should i know, because it happened to me

poem by Neil Crosby
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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