they cancel each other out
exchanging fear for fear to be
battering wants for wants at the bazaars
of the weak
and the inadequate insecure
looking to belong in cohorts with ***** salts
these orphans o the moral less and the blinded
they say they are cancelling me
yes in blameless decency I become a foe
to be canceled by the cancel culture of witless losts
well, some tell them
you blunt pawns are the ones with the losses
what  graces you, I wonder, that I lack or hanker after
what about you beholds worthiness, pride or honor
whereas you see so much of my qualities
shrine in noble fares, the solid character of renowned note  
the real human you can never be with achievements
ever unattainable by knaves and wasters and simpletons
so mired in envy, jealousy and resentment
your asinine ploy called for ******* solution
you punish each other by denying yourselves
the pleasure and perfect grace that is me
but, did I grumble, did I lay down and die
its your losses as clear as day
I still live and fare me well
for you do nowt but cancel yourselves
deny the happiness of those who would have benefitted
who would have climbed and been made better versions
and in turn have made others better
so go read it again
while cancelling yourselves out
there's nothing like good breeding
go eat your hearts out, Cancelers.....