They hear of a fight
and gallop over to watch
and enjoy the scene.
They stir up trouble
just to cause a reaction,
laughing innocently.
Spreading a rumour
they create a commotion
and smile with glee.
Known as ‘The Stirrers’
in school they are infamous
for their mischievious deeds.
They are animals:
vultures scavenging for prey;
hungry lions on the prowl.
With big blue eyes of ice
that analyse you in a fight-
criticing your strength.
In appearance
they look like you and me,
but beneath they are dangerous.
Silently they plot
their next disaster for you,
just because you said something wrong.
After life at school
society deals with them.
They become today’s criminals.
© Heather R Ellis
May 2006
I enjoyed this and think I know what you are saying. I have met people like this. But on the other hand some of them change - one can always hope! Love you GG
Yeah I know, but there are still those who for some unfathomable reason decided to take out their confusions or pain out on others. I wasn't writing about anyone in particular, just there seemed to be a lot of bullying on at school at the time I was writing the poem so I guess it was on my mind.