Hate, you see it out on the streets throbbing, thriving, electrifying the ugliness of misunderstanding

To speak candid about it is alarming

People pull up arms to defend their lack of empathy when someone else's race is being treated with such disgrace

Holy is the place where people can come together and speak with intellectual taste and put to face how the world has fallen from grace

Blessed are the movers and shakers who want to see people untied and undivided in the ethnic battle

To those who tattle and try to rattle the movements brought forth by the uncompromising of your headset ways

You wear disgrace, your mind's misplaced

I can't relate to the distaste that's trying to spread all over the place

If all you see is the color of skin, you're living in sin and I cannot even begin to describe the time you've wasted on the poison of  hate

The destroyer of man

The one that always brings a violent end