My cousin was being bullied
At the school he did attend
So I went to settle scores
For it was my duty to defend

I went along to sports day
Where my cousin pointed him out
I managed to get that thug alone
And gave that lout a clout

The usual kind I thought he was
Bigger than all the rest
Prayed on the weak and vulnerable
Or the swots who topped the tests

He was bigger than me too
Although we were the same age
In fact he was almost twice my size
But no match for my boiling rage

Nothing ever happened again
Or nothing was ever said
I think he got the message I gave
Repeatedly with the table leg

Then I found out from a friend
That this guy had been abused
Cruelly he was mentally, and physically used
By his step dad and his uncle
On their allotment, in their shed
10 years later they were both found hanging

Stone

Cold

Dead

It's a cycle for some, maybe

An attitude passed from father to son

But it ended a few weeks later

With a solitary bang of his shotgun...