It is not okay…
That the word relationship to you is empty,
Family is nothing but an illusion,
And that the slurs that degrade you are easier to respond to rather than your actual name.
It’s not okay that you don’t see,
Beauty in anyone or anything but especially yourself,
Because beauty has been defiled in your eyes.
It’s not okay that value is determined by the who, what, how, & where.
Who-do you know, What-do you do & know, How-did you get it, & Where-are you from?
Your value is in you, from the moment of conception
With this idea there shouldn’t be a need of inception.
But the fact that so many walk with their heads hanging low,
And their value even lower; this is not okay!
Dismay & okay, they rhyme.
Even when I said it was okay about me being called fat, freak, weird, stupid, fag/gay;
Really, at least the first time, I was in dismay.
But when it became constant,
It had only become okay because I saw myself as just something to be thrown away.
When you want to cry for joy because somebody remembered your name,
And not the name the jock who threatened to beat you up gave you yesterday;
It’s not okay.
When our society needs to have initiatives of disease epidemic size put in place,
To try to restore the safety of a child’s identity, body, & face;
It is not okay.
While doubtful, if you haven’t heard about this already please read this news story.-http://abcnews.go.com/US/bailey-oneill-12-dead-weeks-school-bullying/story?id=18649201
I want to dedicate this piece I’ve written to the memory of Bailey, he never should have gone through the bullying he did. I may not know the full story & although I wrote it before I knew of this story, but as one who was bullied for many years this is another example sadly of why I’m able to write a piece like this. My condolences to the O’Neill family.