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You Know Who You Are

I know that you probably know who you are... Abusers who prey on women (or men) . Your aberrance mostly extends to the weak, Your generosity just serves other's pain And, of course, their misery's your only gain. Do not think that you'll find me turning my cheek For doing so would just encourage your sin. I'd rather see you in a specimen jar, Or displayed on corkboard impaled with a pin, Some place where your psyche has no powr' to mar. Some say that it's likely that you were abused, The sins of the parents passed on as it were, God forgive me, if you're not really liable, But your friendship's not the company I seek God grant you don't find fellowship with the meek And your progeny all be un-viable. It's not that I curse you, but I would deter Your excess on innocents already bruised, My prayer's not for you but for those you injure, God forgives but your deeds cannot be excused. To see people like you removed from the earth Would most certainly fill up my cup of mirth! Brian Johnston January 12,2014 Poet’s Notes: 'You Know Who You Are' now joins what I am calling ‘My Ring Trilogy’ and completes this cycle very well I think, though I had no idea I was writing a trilogy when I started it many months ago. ‘God is Great!’ Hope that you find it interesting too! All three poems while not written to attack Merov Tachgovirian specifically, do in my humble opinion describe him all most perfectly by accident as it were. Perhaps because he uses my verse as a sick goal for his own life, lacking the imagination to come up with his own game plan for a truely evil life. On PoemHunter.com there is a poorly implemented rating system that if allowed by each individual poet, allows visitors to the poet's site to rate each poem from 1 - 10. Used in its intended manner, this allows visitors to my site for example, to easily see which of my 200+ poems have been the most popular so far. This can be a nice tool for a visitor when he/she comes to my site for the first time. I use it myself quite frequently in this way, not really a gauge of true quality but at least a crude measure of popularity. What Merov and his like are doing are doing on PoemHunter is to, without regard for the poem at all, to give the poem MULTIPLE VOTES of 1.0 which can bring the 'average rating' of a poem that has been given 4 votes of 10.0 for example whose average rating should in fact be 10.0 down considerably. I had one poem like this that Merov gave 8 votes of 1.0 to (in a 24 hour period). So doing the math, 40 normal points + 8 Merov points equals 48 points in total. You divide that by th number of votes cast 12 votes and now the poems average rating is 4.0 and not a perfect 10.0 that it should be. Merov can do this because he joins a site with multiple false identities and then uses these membership votes as a base from which to launch attacks on others. A note in passing to honor the 'Walking Dead' among us (Hi Merov): Well apparently PH has banished you from it’s halls and once again because of your amazing ego (your greatest weakness and most devastating weapon), and, of course, the pornographic language you use to comment on other's poems. If you have not been attacked by people like him, count yourself lucky. If you do not care about the pain that he brings to others by this behavior, then count yourself his victim already. ‘Talvia Sprinkles’ and ‘Jimmy Tuhans’ (nom de plumes he used recently on PH) may be history, but Merov certainly is not. There are an infinite number of internet ‘nom de plumes’ for him to hide behind, more sites will be attacked, more sites and feelings damaged by his misinformation and scurrilous comments. Do not dream that evil is not real. Good men may lay down their arms, even admit defeat, own that they were wrong. Evil never does. The suffering of others is its only goal.

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