Verbal Abuse Bullies
Violet violent voice
As if you have no choice
You choose to be mean and demeaning
Then don’t understand
Heavy hands that wave screaming
Your cancerous mouth shouts
Cursing screaming and loud
As if you have a lift to be
Better than a higher power cloud
You can not be loving
And hurtful at the same time
You are not helping with words unkind
Truth can be spoken without razor words
Cutting the white wings of black bird
Verbal abuse is harder to prove
For gaslighting fighting is so rude
One day you will be old and gray
With only your words to light your day
Don’t be that old one who is alone
With wicked words black and strong
Like cold old coffee in a cup chrome
No love for bullies in the retirement home
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