Hate is a shadow Creeping Festering Poisoning minds Spreading unseen Turning hearts cold Eyes blind Violence erupts A storm No warning It shatters Leaving scars Real And of the mind A cycle of pain Endlessly turning Breaking spirits Leaving deep jagged marks
In the aftermath Silence A weight A void Lives altered Dreams shattered The echoes of anger A haunting void
Yet in the dark A glimmer A hope That refuses to die For even in the face Of hate And violence The human spirit can rise Seeking peace Yearning and longing For light
I have seen this too often - I Hate Hate - is that tautological?