Why thou loathe thee?
Is it appearance?
Personality?

You should not hate thee.
We are alike you and me.
Just difference of age counts those days.
Where you think you have experience,
Is basically a lie.

Tis not the matter!
Loathe is a strong word,
As is hate.

You must love!
LOVE!
Thyself and thy father.
Respect thy mother,
And thy child.

I may be a kid to you,
But I am a young one.
Growing old.

Tis not due yet!
Is thy death soon...
Pray..
You will be doomed.

Do not hate,
Tis not worth the price.
To be or not,
To have Christ in your life.

Religion is nothing,
tis just a WAY.
Those who believe,
Will know what I say.

I do not judge thy darkness,
I simply try,
To become one with the wind.
Even behind dark eyes.

Pray,
Peace will come in due time.
When the sands,
Have become glass.

The sun will warm you,
One day.

My dark ones,
Hear my cry.
I am a sister to you,
In these darkest days.

I know who you are,
Express your ways!
Fear not,
Thy time has come!

To be or not to be,
Within the war.
Fight!
You will triumph.

To see or not to see,
The Truth.