Roiling - Exploring Brokenness: Poetry on Pain, Anger, and Human Flaws

Roiling

She comes home
From school sobbing
And tells us that
Someone called her
A horrible name and
Everyone laughed
And pointed at her.
We hold her and
Comfort her as
Much as we can,
Memories of the
Same scenario
Roiling in our minds.

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Poetry by Guy Farmer