Bullied
I am the fat kid who sits behind you in class
I am the student who gets picked on for terrible acne
I am the child who stutters
I am the person who gets chosen last for the team
I am the poor kid with crooked teeth
I am the victim with a slash on my face
I am your friend with a limp
Don’t you know that every time you call me a dirty Jew,
every time you push me,
every time a racial slur is uttered
the value of human life is diminished?
Every time I hear an anti-Semitic remark
I shudder to think that there are still bullies in the world
The Juice Bar 
Very powerful Angela, thank you for writing and sharing this brave poem, spreading the Light in dark places.
I loved reading your poem and could really identify with it. Thanks for sharing it on the Juice Bar.
Such a strong poem from such a fine poet! Brava!
Thank you my dear friends for your love and support and thank you Lisa Thayer.
You;ve written about this important issue in such a powerful way.