Free verse poem

Two boys, Sean and Bean,
knew each other since the dawn of school,
great get-alongs they were, like the zodiacs dog and tiger,
many jokes they would make, making people go hyena,
brightest of youngsters they were,
under summer's bright yellow sunshine,
both kicked and passed and dribbled,
till the expanse of black with shinining silver spots dominated,
time flied by,
school got high
new friends came by,
which lessened the two pals' friendship as days said by,
Bean hung out with a group so mean,
they were known as the school gang whos numbers weren't lean,
despicable words written, made the white wall so sad,
done and said were all but bad,
bashing underclassmen's foods,
stealing peoples valuables,
hitting innocent students,
chanting words so foul,
done and said was all but bad,
even to the poor old pal Sean,
done and said were all but bad
now the tables turned over to Bean,
for these friends were a cold gang,
they stroke Bean with a big bang,
was beaten, sweared upon,
made fun of,
the gang threw him out,
they didn't want him, like male lions seeing intruders
now bean was no more,
in the realm of friends,
he sat in a chair,
with countless bruises,
and bygone memories flowed,
"no use" said Bean,
and as he wept,
there came Sean,
Bean thought he knew and acted away
but to his surprise,
it was Sean, just taller and grown,
"hang out with me and my new friends", said Sean,