People

[snowfloater]

I know not of people surrounding
Yet asperity I perceive
Social thoughts I find astounding
Twisted reason in its weave
Here it comes, self reflection,
Inquisition of negative perception
Varying shades of mediocrity,
Judgment made in haste I see
Yet brusqueness still I can not shake
In wilderness faces ostensibly fake
Instead the question for this season
Is in the source of social reason
It’s not the people deserving of spite
But unseen evil I’m called to fight