again i'm on the certain people <br />full of negnativity <br />and hubris <br />they burrow into the soul <br />i fall for it like gravity <br />it's a weakness that i have no answer <br />or solution <br />my defense is to block out all of humanity <br />which robs both myself and the shining spirits <br />of sharing the beauty in this world <br />their souls so petty and common <br />like pebbles in the sunlight <br />yet their shadows always seem to shade my light <br />they seem to be happy in their obstruction <br />then again i never have to worry about sunblock<br /><br />Nat Z. Punx<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-whale-toad/
