embrace Love,
starve Hate;
save yourself
- it's too late
for me

I’ve danced
with Jealousy,
passed Judgement
self-indulgently,
chased Favour,
stolen Thunder

- it’s a wonder
I’m still around
to harbour Ill Will
but I’ve found
that all of these distill
eventually into Rage
- it feels like Freedom
but it’s just another cage

embrace Love,
starve Hate;
save yourself
it's never too late