Jane Van Doe - > To Hate, To Hate, To Hate, To Hate, To Hate, To Hate

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To Hate … wrenching the world apart Its forte is transgressing hearts Pitting a sibling against a sibling Starving children without quibbling To Hate … in battles over God Where ‘Holy Wars’ are nothing odd Conflicts for Religious Land There spilling blood on oily sand To Hate … one race against another To all the sons who swindle mothers To daughters who renounce their dads To their young depraved and sad To Hate … its promises fulfilled When those embracing it are killed By political lies and misconceptions And seeking ill-conceived perfection To Hate … as evil wins the game Spreading anguish in the name Of love and brotherhood of man To Hate … it boasts the best laid plan To Hate … until the final hour When seething souls who give it power Will answer to the Lord above For hate is choosing not to love © 2005 JVD Jane Van Doe poemhunter.com/poem/to-hate-to-hate-to-hate-to-hate-to-hate-to-hate/