To Hate
To Hate ... wrenching the world apart
Its forte is transgressing hearts
Pitting a sibling against a sibling
Starving children without quibbling
To Hate... in battles over God
Where 'Holy Wars' are nothing odd
To children renouncing moms and dads
To their young depraved and sad
To Hate... as evil wins the games
Spreading anguish in the name
Of faith and brotherhood of man
To Hate... it boasts the best laid plan
To Hate.. where in the final hour
Those seething souls who give it power
Will answer to the Lord above
For Hate is choosing... not to Love
Copyright © Jane Vandoe | Year Posted 2020
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