"Middle School" (a poem I wrote recently)

Middle School

As of the first day,
Cliques are formed,
The bullies and jocks,
Geeks and band nerds,

Slammed into the lockers,
Fearing the halls,
Forced to do the bullies’ homework,
Getting pushed against a wall,

The teasing is constant,
Hatred and enemies result,
The principal wanting to stay out of the way,
Fearful, having been bullied in the past,

When their faces aren’t buried in the books,
They become hesitant,
Indecisive,
Irrelevant,

Unable to make up their minds,
Which way is north and which way is south,
Speechless when around girls,
In social situations feeling nothing but doubt,

The bullies roam the halls,
Their heads held high,
Knowing they’re above the law,
For them, there are no rules or guidelines,

They spread rumors,
With no basis in fact,
Pointing their fingers and laughing,
Ready to go on the attack,

Lining up militarily,
In cohesion with one another,
As the nerds scatter about,
Not standing by each other,

The bullies approach rapidly,
Pounce upon the weak,
Obsessed with battle,
Reluctant on making peace,

Welcome to class,
Welcome to adolescence,
Unable to meet in the middle,
Welcome to Congress.