Spewing forth accolades of hate and contempt
are not the avenues to finding a better way of life.
Is there ever a time when hatred and violence
brought forth anything other than angst and strife?
So don't throw your words of derision
all over and around me--
for all your contempt does
is make me determined to break free
And once I'm free I'll find a way
to come back and haunt your ***
not only at night, but day after day...
(for however long your hatred lasts)