David Pekrul

Ant-Hill Bullies



Posted: Sunday, March 22, 2009

by David Pekrul

I stood upon a hill of ants,
And thought that I was king,
I felt so very powerful,
Such terror I would bring.I'd stomp those ants into the ground,
I'd show them who was boss,
I'd make them so afraid of me,
Not caring for their loss.

A child at just the age of five,
I thought that it was cool,
To lord it over weaker ones,
And make up my own rules.

But now I'm grown and look around,
At others doing the same,
And like the child of five years old,
They play the same old game.

They think that schoolyard bullying,
Is something that is cool,
To lord it over weaker ones,
And make up their own rules.

But though the ants were trodden on,
Most lived to see the day,
When one small boy of five years old,
Grew up and moved away.

Let's hope those schoolyard 'ant-hill kings',
Grow up and see the light,
For picking on the weaker ones,
Is never, ever right.

The time may come when they're the ones,
Downtrodden like the ants,
And wish the ones who bully them,
Will of their acts recant.

If this article is used in any publication, please send a copy of the publication to David Pekrul at
170 Carr Cres.
Okotoks, AB
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David Pekrul was born in New Westminster, B. C. Canada.

He wrote his first poem in February, 2004, as an Anniversary card for his wife, Linda. Being rather pleased by the results of his first attempt, he wrote a second one, then another and another. He soon realized that he was in love with words.

The pictures that his words paint may not always be pretty, but they are pictures worth viewing, for he writes about the world around him, whether they be things good, bad or otherwise. He also writes about family, nature, God and faith.

His first poetry book, "Parts Of The Sum Volume One" has just been published and can be found at http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/3145051

David makes his home in the foothills of the Canadian Rockies with his wife Linda and spoiled pup, Tiki.

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Top-level comments on this article: (4 total)
» left by Teresa Ortiz
 3 years 48 days ago.
186 fans.
HI David, I love the lesson in this, it would be nice if we all grew up when we are supposed to . Blessings! Teresa
» left by David Pekrul 3 years 47 days ago.
69 fans.
Thanks Teresa,
There has always been some sort of bullying in schoolyards, but I find that what goes on today is more violent than before and really scary.
Maybe someone who picks on other will read this poem and get the message.
» left by Jane Bullard
 3 years 47 days ago.
David, I'm about to order an ant hill for my youngest grandson and that's what drew me to the title. Then I saw it was yours. Wonderful poem.
» left by David Pekrul 3 years 47 days ago.
69 fans.
Thanks Jane,
Now have your grandson treat those ants nicely now. lol
David
» left by Ken McCreless
 3 years 45 days ago.
84 fans. Follow Ken McCreless on twitter!
Nicely done, David. We all had moments like that didn't we?
» left by David Pekrul 3 years 43 days ago.
69 fans.
Hi Ken,
I was never a bully in school (not big and tough enough) but I always had an uncanny way of making friends with the bullies. This was totally out of self-preservation, so that they would leave me alone.
» left by Gary W. Halsey Sr.
 3 years 45 days ago.
51 fans.
Great piece David...well done, and a great story....you never disappoint me my friend, I am glad that I stopped by to read this, it put a smile on my face, which I really needed today....Thanks for making me smile, Your pal, and friend and fan in pen........Gary.
» left by David Pekrul 3 years 43 days ago.
69 fans.
Glad you liked this one, Gary. Keep digging through my stuff; I'm sure there is still a lot there for you to find. And thanks for your support, as always.
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