Death Is the Bullied Kid

Death is the bullied kid at school.
Shunned, ridiculed, lunch money stolen,
Avoided at recess,
Mocked by all--
Ostracized for being different.
Death walks home from school,
Alone,
The older kids throwing
Sticks & stones,
Jeering, taunting.
Death cannot go a day
Without suffering a rather violent
Wedgie.
My dear Death,
I will be your friend.
I will walk home with you,
Split my lunch money with you,
Play hide and seek with you
At recess.
You will be my partner
For the terrarium project
Due on Wednesday.
Death, do not weep.
I will be your friend,
No matter what the bullies think.