People say it's "weak to love,
as if to give mercy was a defective trait,
that compassion and kindness a flaw.

Yet,
anger and hatred are painted on the banners of the strong,
letting our animalistic urges overtake us.
Why is it that the hands of the violent,
are met with hands of high-fives and fist bumps?

All for what, To feel strong?
The symbol of strength has been crammed into the magazine of a gun,
locked and loaded with fear.
Wielded by those who seek control.

Because the only kind of control I see partnered with valor,
is the control of one's self.
To go against the strongest of urges,
is where true strength can be found.
-s