A Note to Trolls

Desperately needing a break I closed my blogs under this username for two reasons:

I had allowed myself to fall for someone here on WordPress who as it turned out was unworthy of my friendship. So I left for awhile until I could flush her out of my system as well as my heart.

Then someone from Twitter wandered onto my blog and left a comment falsely accusing me of promoting the sexual abuse of women. Not only was the accusation without any merit what so ever it was one of the nastiest personal attacks I have ever received on any of my blogs.

Personal attacks, otherwise known as flaming, I neither engage in nor allow on any of my blogs. That said I do enjoy, from time to time, spirited debates with those who disagree with me. The only time I turn off comments is when I find the conversation running in circles, going over the same arguments over and over again endlessly, like a dog chasing his tail.

One thing I never ever do is delete the comments of those who disagree with me – leaving personal attacks intact even after blocking those individuals who left them.

Always giving back as good as I get or receive.

On the other hand I am neither a dim-bulb (democrat) nor a repugnant (republican) and I will skewer on the sword of my pen; any and all intellectual perverts (left leaning socialists or right leaning conservatives) who falsely accuse me of racism or promoting the sexual abuse of women.

Feel free to disagree with me if you must…

Flirt if you feel like it…

Attack only if your a masochist who desires to feel the wrath of the photon torpedoes and phasers of my words before I block you…

Dabir Dalton


The devil is a
Black widow spider who catches
Men in her web

She is a siren who
lures her prey – unwary males upon
The rocks of despair

With a flashy smile a
Bit of cleavage – a shake of her tail
She draws men astray

Casts them aside
When she’s through using them
Takes all they have

Leaves em broken
Hearted – their bank accounts empty
For another fool

Nice Men Need Not Apply Until…

Amazingly enough
In the Age of the Goddess – women
No longer need men

Or so they claim
Until the bills come home to roast then
Its another story

Single mother’s
Marry good ole Uncle Sam and take the
Taxpayers money

Cheat on him with
Every Tom, Dick and Harry who walks
Through their door

Career women chase
The brass ring of financial independence
Make lots of money

All the while ignoring
The tick tocking of their biological clock
Until its much too late

Yet offended that
Far too many men still dare to think
With their stamem

Even as they choose
To only love the men who make their stigmas
Tingle wet with desire

Nice men need not
Apply that is until it rains when they are
Needed to ly down

Over mud puddles to
Prevent the average fem fatale from
Getting her feet wet


Many years ago
when my heart was young and defenseless
you did your
level best to both torment and destroy me
stole my childhood

With your words
you belittled me and wounded my spirit
with your lies
you tried to destroy my relationship with
my father

Years later after
you divorced my dad you showed up back
on his doorstep
manipulated him into taking you back into
his and our lives

Stole my dad
away from me and my brothers by
giving him a
an std infection that destroyed his liver
took his life

How you manage
to look at yourself in the mirror
is beyond me – your
claim that Jesus lives in your heart
was an outright lie

My only regret
is that my heart never thought to
take your life
put a bullet in your brain – a knife in
your black heart

Perhaps my dad
would still be alive if my fingers had
taken you out of
the picture put you in a well deserved
early grave

But then that
would only have made me just like you
handed you
the victory on a silver platter destroyed
my future

All my heart
can do is go on living – wait patiently for
the moment when at
last on judgement day you will pay dearly
for your crimes