Among the weeds are seeds of hate
growing at an alarming rate
and strangle good intention's throat
until it's dead by aggressive choke

Hate takes flight and whirls around
never finding firmer ground
jumping like flames from tree to tree
unyielding in it's misery

Once unleashed it cannot hide
it tries to hold it's head with pride
but perfect lives it bitterly sours
powerfully destroying as it flowers

The devastation in it's wake
of happy dreams it does forsake
as hatred manifests itself
at damnation's stagnant lake

For those who hate in every way
a heavy bitter price they pay
as those who once believed
now know they've been deceived

No earthly good can come of it
as no one will offer it to sit
turning backs on those who hate
this unrewarding destructive trait