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History has shown They will **** their own Before living with others in peace Have no doubt That hatred is as nourishment Sustenance Subsistence A necessity for existence They can not do without Burning hot as fire within the wretched souls Of those Whose evil knows No bounds Would **** you As soon as kick you Because your skin is Olive or Brown Or you pray to a Deity That your life revolves around The depravity The corruption Never cease to be astounded By Those that NEED someone to hate Who would these mongers hate If successful in their efforts To eradicate Everyone who was, from themselves, different? If they knifed all the ******* Burned all the ******* Chopped up all the chinks Would this, their hate, augment? If they tortured the towel heads Killed the catholics Hanged the homos Would this, finally, curb discontent? Or Would the haters implode And begin to feed upon themselves Would short people Shoot tall people? Would merely looking at skinny Make fatty incensed? Would brown-eyed people **** blue-eyed people? Would red hair and freckles Be a stoning offense? Would black-haired people Break blond-haired people? This is a hate poem… And hate seldom makes sense… But sensical or no… Seems the real status quo Matters love that we show There will always be those That just plain NEED Someone to hate
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May 23, 2013
May 23, 2013 at 9:28 AM UTC
Someone To Hate
History has shown They will **** their own Before living with others in peace Have no doubt That hatred is as nourishment Sustenance Subsistence A necessity for existence They can not do without Burning hot as fire within the wretched souls Of those Whose evil knows No bounds Would **** you As soon as kick you Because your skin is Olive or Brown Or you pray to a Deity That your life revolves around The depravity The corruption Never cease to be astounded By Those that NEED someone to hate Who would these mongers hate If successful in their efforts To eradicate Everyone who was, from themselves, different? If they knifed all the ******* Burned all the ******* Chopped up all the chinks Would this, their hate, augment? If they tortured the towel heads Killed the catholics Hanged the homos Would this, finally, curb discontent? Or Would the haters implode And begin to feed upon themselves Would short people Shoot tall people? Would merely looking at skinny Make fatty incensed? Would brown-eyed people **** blue-eyed people? Would red hair and freckles Be a stoning offense? Would black-haired people Break blond-haired people? This is a hate poem… And hate seldom makes sense… But sensical or no… Seems the real status quo Matters love that we show There will always be those That just plain NEED Someone to hate
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F/American
May 23, 2013
May 23, 2013 at 9:28 AM UTC
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