Haters Poem by Singleton M. Tate

Haters



See me a... Viper.
'The Piped Piper
of Evy and Strife'
A Hater... I'll be
and that for life.

I exhort evil.
Come, let all heed,
Words to kill spirit
indeed. Weaving a web
that deceives your mind.
A Hater... without love
for mankind.

I'm sent from the
'father of lies'
With ties that bind
from within. A cold-hearted
snake... I'm no friend.
A Hater... with
crimson pen.

So, let all with
pure hearts beware.
You seek what's right
or 'The Light'...
We'll be there.
It's a fight to the
finish for greed.
Inflicting pain and
stealing every seed.
As we pronounce
this declaration,
A Hater... only seeks
devastation.

We pledge allegiance,
To darkness, day and night.
Ripping-off destiny and
dreams on mere sight.
When you hear our hiss,
it's sheer delight.
We're all cowards,
watch as we take flight.

From our fiery beds
of Hell, cause we want
to build you a cell.
Imprisonment of the
worst kind.
Said, 'The Haters'
Who are running
out of time.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
It's a sad reality that no one really wants to see your dreams come true and eclipse their lives. Beware of those who say they're happy for your good fortune... Are they? Let all 'Haters' build you up in purpose, love, compassion, good works, destiny, perseverance and assurance. Because you know without them... You could have been them... T.G.
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