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Dearest Trolls – a special poem for all the haters and online bullies out there

Ah trolls. They really are a special breed of bully. Keyboard warriors of the worst kind, who hide behind the anonymity of their computer screens, posting hateful comments to complete strangers for nothing more than their own amusement. 

Until recently, I’ve been lucky enough to avoid the trolls’ gaze on the most part. And yet, the amount of abuse I still see being bandied about by these twisted individuals online (mostly angry men on Twitter but increasingly on Instagram too) never fails to shock me. Which, I guess, is why they do it.

Trolling the trolls - haters gonna hate

But, after experiencing more than my fair share of bullies growing up, I know that the best way to deal with such antisocial behaviour is to stand up to it. 

So I thought I’d dedicate my latest poem to all the trolls, haters and online bullies out there. What you do isn’t big. It isn’t clever. And, frankly, we’ve had enough. 

WARNING! It’s quite sweary, so avert your eyes if you have a sensitive disposition…

***

Dearest Trolls

.

Dearest Trolls

You massive pricks 

With tiny dicks

And tiny wits

.

Who spread such hate 

With every word

You type 

So desperate to be heard

.

From faceless profiles

Tapping phones

Just calling names

And throwing stones

.

Invading

every feed you find

With vile abuse

From vile minds

.

Does it make you feel proud 

When something you say

To a total stranger

Ruins their day?

.

Or maybe

You feel like more of a man

To put someone down

Just because you can?

.

I feel sorry for you

That you have such a ball

Going out of your way

To make others feel small

.

But for me, I couldn’t give two shits

About your angry violent fits

That wind up underneath my pics

And prove to me you’re fucking sick

.

Seek help

Or simply scroll on by

Choose love not hate

You’re blocked. Goodbye.  

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