Don’t worry my dear,

I’ll show you an emotion,

Never

Truly felt by anyone


Adults say it is forbidden,

Children over use it.

It is so commonly felt,

But so easily forgotten


The mouthwatering joy,

The fiery anger it ignites.

The finger-curling madness

It’s a beautiful passion


Angry and hurtful

Threats

Your brain beholds.

Feel this my dear.


It’ll feed on your soul,

It’ll turn your stomach.

It’ll feed on your attention

Let it free and see


You shall feel this emotion,

Once in a blue moon.

Rare, shall it be.

I bow to the power of hatred.