Hate, thou art my venom and my lifeblood

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I have a good life, but like everyone else i hurt. this poem is written a little "olde english" but it isnt that hard to understand if you feel it as well as read it.

Submitted: March 28, 2007

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Hate is what the gods hath given,

Hate is that which makes thee strong.

Hate is that which fuels thy fire,

Hate, in mankind, doth belong.

 

Hate is that which leads to madness.

It is hate that doth consume.

Hate, in time, doth turn to vengence,

And vengence in turn lead to doom.

 

Hate is what the gods prescribeth,

Once mankind, its love discards.

Hate can turn thy brother on thee,

And hate is in thy beating heart.

 

Hate is venom in thy veins,

Hate is thy adreneline.

Hate shall trick thee and seduce thee,

Hate shall drown thy soul in sin.

 

Bear thy omen, bear thy pendant,

Bear whatever that shall be found.

Lest thy own hate lead to thy rest.

Eternal rest neath hallowed ground.


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