A poem I wrote about the emotion hate. It is written as if it were a person.
Hello, my name is hate.
Anger is my brother.
I am an lonely old soul that died a long time ago.
My face is red and my heart is black.
I cause more problems than solve.
I am unforgiving and unforgettable.
Used to explain much ignorance.
You may find my name in the paper.
Sometimes I am the silent star.
No wants to see me but everybody wants to be me.
I am lurking in some places you may think I am unwelcome.
You will find me in bars, the church, and also inside the classroom.
People with power may try to destroy me while feeding my hunger.
I have a never ending requirement for more of me.
I steal other emotions and make it impossible to give them back.
The driving force behind me is from one of my best friends, destruction.
People center groups around me and use me as a leader and purpose.
They hide me behind religion, law, and sometimes even love.
I’m otherwise known as prejudice, bigotry, racism, control, abuse, and other forms of suffering.
If you are not with, your against me.
You will find that I’m life altering and timeless.
Non refundable and non returnable, you cant get rid of me.
Once you have used me, you can’t take me back.
Will you ever rid of me?
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