Bitter-Sweet

The rocky road of childhood lingers on And still I hear the echoes of those nerds. A galaxy away and yet so near, I was the dove and they the preying birds. Hey, 'chunky', ' lemonhead' they'd shout at me And snickers would resound throughout the yard, 'Three Musketeers', 'The Smarties' they were called They knew the skor, their taunts would leave me scarred. The lies they told, the whoppers, made me cry Take 5 one said as fist beat on my chest At zero was my self-esteem back then Their spree of ridicule was not suppressed. Oh Henry!, now the years have rolled on by Yet bitter, recollections still endure, The starburst of your youth too soon was quenched Pay day will come for them, you can be sure. 27/09/18 'How sweet it is' poetry contest : Sponsored by: Carol Connell