'Theology vs Philosophy" by Charles Spencelayh‘Don’t Feed the Trolls’ by Alan Jankowski The Society June 3, 2016 Culture, Humor, Poetry 3 Comments To some the world revolves around them, And nothing else can matter. They’ll do anything to reach that end, Including endless idle chatter. They walk around like “Hey look at me.” And are only happy when you do. They’re like an exhibit for all to see, Like an animal in a zoo. Nowadays they’re on the net, joining many a site, And they bully everyone around. They’ll be on the computer, day and night, If some attention can be found. If they start with you, pay them no mind, It’s the best thing you can do. I can guarantee their words won’t be kind, When they start attacking you. They’re attention whores, as they’re known, Or trolls as some may say. They’re like little kids who’ve never grown, They always have to have their way. So take my advice, and don’t feed the trolls, Because they’ll just create a scene. They are the cyber world’s lost souls, They are evil and they’re mean. Other poetry by Alan W. Jankowski: When a Child Dies the Whole World Cries Political Banter Opinions and Advice Alan W. Jankowski is the award winning author of well over one hundred short stories, plays and poems. His stories have been published online, and in various journals including Oysters & Chocolate, Muscadine Lines: A Southern Journal, eFiction Magazine, Zouch, The Rusty Nail, and a few others he can’t remember at the moment. His poetry has more recently become popular, and his 9-11 Tribute poem was used extensively in ceremonies during the tenth anniversary of this tragic event. When he is not writing, which is not often, his hobbies include music and camera collecting. He currently resides in New Jersey. He always appreciates feedback of any kind on his work, and can be reached by e-mail at: Exakta66@gmail.com Related Post ‘A Cello Knows’ and Other Poetry by Andrew Todd ... A Cello Knows Amidst the smoke and light and laughter Along the smiles and cheers thereafter A sound is bled, wrung free from strings It bounds an... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail 3 Responses Kari Granny Knutsen June 7, 2016 Indeed the truth, dear Alan! Great ink! Love your well written and rhyming poem, having seen and heard a few Trolls myself, discovering they do not only live in the mountains in Norway… No! They are everywhere, full of stupidity, ignorance and even jealousy. I pity them… and just wish them well… but then again… we know a lot about Trolls in Norway… Oh, yesss! Hah! Reply Alan W. Jankowski June 8, 2016 Thank you Granny for taking the time to stop by and comment…and nice to see someone around here who really knows there trolls…:) Reply Kathy F. August 28, 2016 Good poem, Alan! It’s accurate and succinct! Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.