Hatred
05.23.06 (2:00 pm) [edit]
Hatred goes down like a fine wine Smooth to the taste It seems so right So just, It fits like a well worn shoe Giving a strange kind of comfort To hate that which is other, No responsibility need be taken Since it is deserved. Revenge it’s first born Gives a rush of pleasure The striking out Repaying back double For the wrong done. Bathing in the others pain Saying it is justice, Deserved, Right. Yes something so easy, So natural, Can lead to such pain, Doubled, The cycle speeds up with each turning, The emotions growing sharper, Pointed, Spreading out to all the others Who also deserve to be punished This dance violent, Now this one leading, then the other, The whirlwind of pain increasing; The wheel, Will one day stop, Peace achieved, When at last There is no one left to dance. |