Comments on a poem of tragedy and tears are called funny and clever in words of praise,
When what the poet used were words full of loss and heartache.
Posted words often inappropriate, simplistic, and just plain odd, but because most are kind,
Folks said thanks, even though these comments of fluff and flowers often felt so incredibly fake.
“Look at me, see me, applaud me, think me special,” every gesture seemed to say.
“Come and visit, and we’ll all play. Rally ‘round me, and I’ll reward you. Being here is all it takes.”
Maybe it’s culture, language or upbringing. Benefit of the doubt may be deserved.
But understanding ends right here and right now when the gentle soul of a dear friend is at stake.
Be careful with your kindness, fellow writers. See cyber-stalkers for what they are.
Don’t encourage; it might come back to bite you. It could be your soul that draws the snake.
