MAD DEW


I Hate


I long to be free from the that world I live in
I hate this world that worships and champions sin
I hate all of the greedy
That care not for the needy
I hate the corrupt that imprison the innocent
I hate the atheists that are so militant
I hate the wicked that try to brainwash children
I hate those that turn their back on their own brethren
I hate these lying whores
I hate all these pointless wars
I hate all of the users, abusers and manipulators
I hate how wickedness grows like it was in an incubator
I hate the lies told by Satan
I hate how life is so hard to straighten
There are so many things I hate on this planet
And I just can’t wait to be out of it

Submitted: Sunday, July 14, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 15, 2013

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  • Don Nguyen (7/14/2013 10:10:00 PM)

    i am sorry to hear of your world of hate.
    Mine once was but i overcome it with grace of God
    Now I love the world around me
    Even sometime it looks like the world of hate
    But I enjoy in changing it to the world of love
    Being a chemist, I love to be creative.
    Love of many colors
    My favorite project!
    God Bless (Report) Reply

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