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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


Hate is like fungi to an aging tree

It may act slowly but it will consume me

Hate for all the fucking people I can see

You may think you're safe but you'll never be free

Hate is what fuels all of our wars

Accept for that one when it was just for oil

Ashes like snow and blood on the floors

The flames consume, you'll burn and you'll boil

Hate for violence, but violence it will create

You may take the words back, but you know it's too late

You may think you're justified, shameless and great

But that's all ruined once you come up with hate

There's violence caused by hatred of colored skin

Oh,sure, like you could be so fucking clean

But here's a solution that could be a win-win

How about we just paint ourselves green

Hate for everyone that I see

If you're full of hatred, just follow me








Submitted: November 21, 2013

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