THE LITTLE ONE

THE LITTLE ONE

"Oh, let's pick on the little one!"
He's just a kid, and it is fun
To see him held down and getting mad
And laugh at him, until he's sad

When he fights back, you wonder why,
Such a little one should just cry.
You must be proud of what you've done;
Taking advantage of the little one.

He tries so hard to make you laugh
Anything to get approval and attention -
When just a little consideration
Would help so much more, not to mention

That if you treated him a little fairer
And gave him a chance to grow -
To be proud of himself, what he can do
To give the love he craves so.

Think about it, now and then -
If you were the little one again
Would you like it if it was you
Being treated like a worthless shoe?

Now I'm just a Gram, but I can see
That harm to him is being done;
It wouldn't hurt to just respect
The life of this child, how far he's come.

He won't always be a little boy,
What he remembers of you is the ploy
To degrade and make fun of him,
When he was little and couldn't win.

I may be old and out of touch,
But I don't like it very much.
The hurt goes deep and may not show
But deep in my heart - I know

That a little spirit pays the cost
Of all the times he's tried and lost
So better to think once again -
It's time the little one should win.

Countrygrandmother
11/30/02

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