Hate
There is poison in the air we breathe.
With every breath we take, we inhale
Lies and
Ignorance and
Intolerance.
With every breath we take we inhale the poison
That has plagued society from the beginning of life.
The poison that has haunted humanity
Since the first being strung together
Four letters that
Sounded like a word that
Sounded like
Hate.
Hate, because hate can black out
The brightest of lights,
And it will never matter, how bright
You shine because
Somewhere
Someone is
Whispering the word
Hate.
And it kills you inside.
And all of the sudden it’s like someone
Dumped a bucket of water on a tiny
Candle that was already struggling to burn
And it put the fire out.
We Hate, because we do not know how to function without it—how to survive without aiding the already harshly blowing wind that is forcing the candle to burn
Duller and
Duller, until
There is nothing but a tiny spark trying desperately to
Ignite itself again.
Trying hopelessly to start over.