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Promises

This poem centers on the idea of “promises” and confronts the reality of bullying, questioning the responsibilities of both children and adults. Moving between the perspectives of the bullied, the bully, and the adults around them, it repeatedly asks what kind of promises can truly be made. Blending compassion with severity, the poem weaves words meant to protect life and dignity.


“ Promises”

What promises would you make to a child?
If it were your own,
you would hold them close
and whisper in their ear:
“I will never let you be hurt.”

If you were the one being bullied,
what promise would you make?
“I don’t want anyone
to go through this.”
“Never give in.”

If you were the one who bullied,
what promise would you make?
Would you speak
of the thrill you felt?
“Never forgive”—
is that what remains?

Both the bullied
and the bully
are left unhappy.
Bullying, in any form,
cuts deep into the heart.
It is something
that must never be done.

A child who is bullied
must not be left alone.
No matter how afraid,
find someone you trust
and speak.
Do not carry it
all by yourself.

A child who bullied
must come to feel regret.
They must understand
how cruel their actions were.
It can never be dismissed
as mere teasing.

To the child who is bullied:
No matter how painful,
there are those who care about you.
You must never
go to meet death.

To the child who bullied:
Imagine the consequences
of what you have done.
You may find
no one trusts you anymore.

To the child who is bullied:
No matter what happens,
do not blame yourself.
It is never your fault.

To the child who suffers:
How unbearable it must have been.
Do not give up—
believe in yourself.

As adults,
what promises
can we truly make?

Written on May 6, 2026. After the holidays, school refusal increases—bullying may be one of its causes.

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