People Like This Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

They are always on the run,
From...
Anything bitter not sweet.
They are always on the run,
From...
Anything pricking that stings.
They are always on the run,
From...
Anything to them that brings,
Discomfort.
That toughens...
Their thin skins.
Even though they witness others suffer,
They rush from theirs to begin.
And...
People like this,
Often initiate conflicts.
And...
People like this,
Don't mind inflicting pain.

They are always on the run,
From...
Anything to them that brings,
Discomfort.
That toughens...
Their thin skins.
Even though they witness others suffer,
They rush from theirs to begin.
And...
People like this,
Often initiate conflicts.
And...
People like this,
Moan with a groaning on too long.
And...
People like this,
Are not seen stopping but snap out their minds.
And people like this,
Are not that difficult anywhere to find.