They downvote my set.
Their import is pretend - they are our notorious false friends!
Their love of taunting us writing artists.
Belittling with articulate fart wit
They write nothing, of their own.
Skip through threads, spleen blown - never to to atone.
Injecting their dose of chargrin.
Let this be the literary voodoo pin.
Those souless that disparage writers.
Who mock us with their trite- consolidating world's lack of kindness.
Attempts to dissuade our literary braves.
To make our faux pars appear as grave.
Mostly we quietly absorb their affronts
never to respond in kind
Because to repeat their stunts
validates their mind
How might we deal with their sneering derision?
Poking fun at our words and depictions. -Now Trolls feel the infliction.
while I get moderated and censored.
for one missed condition.
So let the pin in, you plead- But I'm refusing.
Let it sting and expose your illusions.
That rules somehow, don't apply to you.
Your basement prison. Recieve your dues.
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