HATE
Hate
Such a strong word
Brutal
Sharp
Destructive
The best of intentions
Can never erase its ugly stain
If something does not fit
Don’t force it
For lack of acceptance to hurdles
Breeds impatient tunnel vision
That which strangles loves energy
I strive for unequivocal harmony
Despite my quirky nature
For who am I to judge the action of others
That is God’s job
Consider this salvo
My gift of peace to all
The start of a chain reaction
Perhaps you shall pass it on
“For whosoever shall do the will of my Father which is in heaven, the same is my brother, and sister, and mother.”
Matthew 12:50
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005
