A wicked blighted power
Commonly called “hate”
Broods deep below the surface
Latent – it stagnates

And when at last it rises
From a heart of ashen cold
It breaks the bonds of brotherhood
And foolish men, makes bold

Like cracked and shattered glass
Collected and combined
Then thrown into the sky
And rained upon mankind

It cuts straight to the heart
And stains the spotless soul
In a ****** vengeful rending
A harsh collected toll

The only thing love ever killed
Was love’s antithesis
And all its evil relatives
Removing all the darkness

Those acrid vengeful vices
Expansive in their scale
At last have finally ended
Love – their coffin’s final nail