Hate Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

The dark cloud is born deep beyond our souls
Fueled by marauding dark forces
The evil scavengers that feed on our human souls
Gobbling on the human heart with unimaginable brutality
Tearing the heart apart to reach the precious soul within
The seat of goodness ferociously vandalized
The remnants of a good heart disposed
Hate is conceived in a violent womb
The black hole beyond our souls

The dark cloud of hate reaps through the thick cord of bloodlines
Unleashing a vicious storm of dark feelings
That wreaks havoc among siblings
And ravages the thick bonds of friendship
Puncturing the sanctity of human life

The opposite of hate is love
The brightest star within our soul
The source of goodness
That gives birth to human kindness and compassion
The purest manifestation of love