Hate's Wake - An original poem by S
Let me talk to you of hate
The kind that never goes away
The hate that
Crushes
Tears
Stabs
Rapes
Burns
Slashes
The hate that never goes away
I can feel it growing stronger every day
Hate is people turning their backs while others are victomized
Many even condone it and take part in spreading this hate
This hate is like a pot waiting to boil over
And because of ignorance and stupidity
Who do you think its going to spill on?
You tell me
When you have all that hate
That you don't fight
And it culminates
Into one gigantic wave
Over who do you think it will break?
Look in the mirror
Maybe it's time for you to wake.
- S.