Stop Bringing Bullies Flowers
Verse 1
Every day, it’s the same exchange—
A fist for a daisy, a sneer for a plea.
I hold out hope in trembling hands,
But hope gets broken easily.
Bruised and bandaged, I return,
Still clutching petals, still believing
That gentleness can soften stone—
But stone keeps on receiving.
Chorus
Stop bringing bullies flowers,
They grind them into dust.
Mercy’s just an offering
When power trades in rust.
How many times must kindness bleed
Before it learns to stand?
Stop bringing bullies flowers—
Meet iron with your hands.
New Stanza: Learn to Fight
Learn to make a fist,
Let anger fuel your fight.
Don’t be the fragile daisy—
Stand fierce, claim your right.
Verse 2
They say the rules will shield the meek,
That patience bends the arc.
But patience wears a battered face
And justice misses the mark.
I gather up my scattered stems,
The fragrance lost to air—
It’s time to trade the garden’s peace
For something fierce and rare.
Chorus
Stop bringing bullies flowers,
They grind them into dust.
Mercy’s just an offering
When power trades in rust.
How many times must kindness bleed
Before it learns to stand?
Stop bringing bullies flowers—
Meet iron with your hands.
New Verse: The Teacher and the Principal
I tell the teacher every time,
But my words just fade away.
She watches but won’t intervene,
Pretends there’s nothing to say.
And the principal in his tower,
Sees my blood but turns his face.
Justice is a silent room,
Where no one takes my place.
They watch the fight but never act,
Their silence fuels the pain.
How long must we keep bleeding,
Before they break the chain?
Bridge
There’s dignity in rising up,
In learning how to fight.
Compassion isn’t weakness
When it finally finds its bite.
Verse 3: The Broken System
The system says it’s watching,
But the bruises never fade.
Those meant to keep us safe
Just watch the violence play.
If those in charge won’t listen,
If the highest judge won’t see—
How can this be justice?
How can this set us free?
Chorus (repeat)
Stop bringing bullies flowers,
They grind them into dust.
Mercy’s just an offering
When power trades in rust.
How many times must kindness bleed
Before it learns to stand?
Stop bringing bullies flowers—
Meet iron with your hands.
Outro
No more petals for the ruthless,
No more gifts for those who harm.
Strength and courage, side by side—
That’s how we disarm.
Make a fist .
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