© Brandyn Aubrey 2016
everyone is so small, like the greatness of man
either makes you tall or the first to crawl
in a direction of disintegration
does my greatness offend you?
must I shrink in dismay?
my spirit’s cocky,
though my ego’s
It is what it is
What is it?
Nothing but a genuine pull circuit…
whatever we stick to, we sponge too
I really don’t want no material viruses!
If you’re doing something they can’t comprehend
They will not see the beauty in your individual skin
They will mock your fullest potential
by protecting their defense
They will ridicule your inspiration
by calling forth their whim