Love Is Also.... Poem by Madhav Sarkunde

I can't hate their hate
for I am groomed only to love
but their hate grows apace
like thorny thistles, even thicker

Now twin options stares me
I don't know how to decide on
but then a voice thundered within
think wise, otherwise, surmise will die

Allow yourself to be crushed
under the huge chariot wheels
of juggernaut of hatred
or retaliate to save yourself
for planting culture of love
in blooming buds.

Without doubt, I will take
the latter course of action
as I believe, though destructive awhile,
It will leave back a new meaning of love:
'To love is also to fight evils! '