never once in my journey through poetry
have I ever bowed the knee to criticize another
if anything I send a message of praise
but critics take it upon themselves
to point out your grammatical errors
as though they are there to help
yet can't even help themselves
perhaps its best if I left that discussion right back on the shelf

yet let me tell you your just a jealous little ****
you see you have to harp on the timid to get your point across
it is no tragic loss if you just leave us all alone
go tell it to a tombstone friend
positive reinforcement strengthens one's heart
only negativity kills it you see
but you simply disagree to live with your hate
nothing is right for you always wrong
you present yourselves in the best seats in the house
there you grumble, ***** & pout

Who criticizes the critic
is there some superior other
yet why should we even bother
the blind will lead the blind
soon to fall in a ditch
Critics **** you see living in their vain glory
always like to change the story
no there not perfect who are they kidding
never do they say they are sorry or ask to be forgiven
eyes with blackened shells in their brain
let me be the first to explain
its totally impossible to live up to there perfect standard
yet they think they are always right never wrong
always in the same lame song
yet what will it take before we could get along
we both can agree to disagree
why don't you just let people be