Shunned
written by: Antony King
I am the child that is always picked last,
Who wants to be liked,
But is often looked past.
I am the one…
Who could be the best friend
But because of my clothes
I am shunned once again.
I sit all alone
With my lunch in my hand,
I would gladly share all,
With that one special friend.
I say the right prayers
Just before bed every night…
”Lord bring me a friend,
And I’ll love them for life.”
Antony King
Antony King is a writer/ poet from Eastern Kentucky. Antony spent his formal years in Cleveland Ohio where he underwent private instruction in The Arts, Music, and Literature. His love of the classics guided him to poetry and fueled his passion for writing. After art school, Antony spent 23 years in the world of advertising, and design. He began honing his skills both as a writer, and an artist. He has been fortunate to have his works published in several journals, and contributes to his local, as well as online poetry groups.
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