Mayukha A.R., Magnet High School
As I sat, silently,
letting time pass, a group, far bigger
than I, walked up to me, faces
covered in malice and grime.
Pushes and shoves―and all of us,
falling into the dirt.
They stole and spat.
I couldn’t sob, it was too unjust.
It continued still longer.
Forever, it seemed, was contained in that hour.
Every time stronger words appeared,
louder and harsher, my own words
froze within a glimpse of their glowers.
Ugly words rose to the top, fighting
to push their way through.
Striving to keep them at bay,
to force them back, I could not
make them stop.
Frantically, I tried reeling them in,
more and more and more.
With clenched fists
and eyes shut tight.
Then – gone. Spoken in the flash
of the moment, a fit of burning anger