Get Your Premium Membership

bullying

The bullying  In 1945, yes, I know it is; a long time ago in fact, 80 years ago, a war had ended and many children went to school without breakfast that consisted of scones  with brown goat cheese and a small bottle of milk, there was no restriction on how many scones we could eat a family didn't want their children eating at the school, as they proudly pointed out they could feed their own brood  the children were bullied because  their family was different from us The whole working-class neighborhood had gone communist at the time. it was something about freedom and quality  no one had the right to dare to be different  The story of the adults, how rich  that family was endless, it should no one should allowed; all we children know they had a big garden with fruit trees, the first apple  I tasted was stolen in their garden that according to my brother had an angry dog Suddenly, no one was communist there was work for all, although poorly paid  People's pride had returned; politically  this was now called a social- democracy  In oil-rich Norway, few remember the country was saved by the Marshall plan   

Copyright © | Year Posted 2024




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry