I got one name to say Hello that's me
My second name tell you bout my family
Pick one name or the other I wish you would
‘Cause the names you call me say that I'm no good
Sticks and stones break my bones
Sticks and stones break my bones
If you're no Einstein we all just let it go
If I'm no Einstein you tell me that I'm slow
If you can't play baseball you just have another beer
What I can't do you shout it in my ear
I tell myself I'll go on as I am
Say what you will I won't give a damn
And names will never hurt me I conclude
But I know it really isn't true
The names you call me cannot be unsaid
They float around in other people's heads
And then they wind up right behind the eyes
That's why I feel like I'm wearing a disguise
Sticks and stones break my bones
Sticks and stones break my bones
You put a fence around what I could be
‘Cause the name you call me isn't really me
I see you work in the area of intellectual disability. Making the poem make more sense. It is really unfortunate that those who were born with or have acquired through injury or disease intellectual problems become the brunt of ugly bullying by name-calling and other verbal abuse.
Hopefully the poem will encourage those with intellectual problems to overcome thoughts of hurt from such mindless bullying.
In the Whirlwind is a poetic storm that frees history from the cages of corruption and puts it in the hands of everyday people. Words are weaved into a new fashion statement that has nothing to do with runways but everything to do with projects!
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The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
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Hopefully the poem will encourage those with intellectual problems to overcome thoughts of hurt from such mindless bullying.
Ron