Hate Poem by Wallis minten

Hate is such a vague term for us
It can be seen in many different angles
Although thought to be meant for devils
It can be felt by the most pure of angles
It clouds our ability to think clearly
So we make mistakes we would never make
Makes us say words we can never take back
It is powerful, the feeling of hate
No matter what we say or do to hide it
We have all felt the emotion in our minds
To turn us from a man to a beast
And t it will consume us all in time
We have all tried to stop it from coming
We have tried not to let ourselves sin
But our efforts are useless, we are only human
So why not let the hatred come in