Trolls

The trolls are scratching at my Facebook page
Wretched, railing reptiles, ripe with righteous rage.
The problem with me it seems, is that I am not incensed enough, and do not pay enough attention
The problem with me it seems, is that I am overly incensed, and critical of your misdirection.
Feminists, Racists, Capitalists, Build The Wall!
Socialists, Suppressionists, Evangelists, Divide Them All!
And I am clickbait, with my State College, elitist education,
With big words and sense of self, I will lay to waste your basket of deplorable positions.
And you would think, with my organized thoughts and evidences all in line
That even a troll would blush, but Matthew warned about Pearls Before Swine.
And so the wars rage on in the way that wars always have.
Dehumanize the opposition, a prime offensive tactic.
Snowflake! Boot quake! Foot licking libtard!
Inbred! Knucklehead! Read a book, Retard! So I don’t see you, and you don’t see me.
He’s not my President! Love it or leave this country!
Hold the Cocks by their feathers and agitate them beak to beak,
Until one thinks it’s issue is with the other and then into the death pit; ..Release!
Chickens are expendable! Sleight of hand, a quick smoke trick,
The rules that govern do not apply, if you can write the check,
There are only two races, Money Green and all else under the rainbow.
But try to tell that to a Billy Goat Gruff, or an agitated Bridge Troll,
As he screeches and gnashes and scratches at your Facebook page
A wretched, railing reptile, replete with self-righteous rage.