How Can You Hate Me?

brian-miller Poems

Some people say that they hate the world and everyone on it. One question... Do you hate me? Some might not reply. Some might tell me to mind my business And some will say yes And those who say yes One question: How? How can you hate me when you never met me? How can you hate me when you haven't got to know me? They'll reply "Oh, all of you are alike." No No, we all aren't alike You use that as an excuse Not to get to know anyone To wallow in your hate. A hate based on ignorance Cause its easy to hate Easy to be ignorant But its hard to forgive. To understand. You think you know me But you don't You never took the time to get to know me If you did, you'd never say the things you say You've been hurt, I know That doesn't mean you shouldn't pick yourself back up And you can't blame everyone You know you don't hate everyone You're just angry and confused So you lash out at everyone Exacerbating the problem. You don't want to take the time to know people That's the problem We're full of hate So we remain distant Hostile Suspicious Afraid We're too scared to move past our normal lifestyles Our normal lifestyles of hate and ignorance We're too scared to change. Because we don't know what to do afterwards. After the hate is gone. Because hate is what we've been raised to grasp. Hate is what we've been taught to accept. That nothing could be done to lessen it. So the hate continues. Some will criticize me for saying this. Some will ignore me for saying this. Some will ridicule me for saying this. And some will listen to me And change....