My Theory Of Hate Poem by Efren Petalver Carranza

To invoke my passion and to deliver the arts of words, I become a poet. The joy and laughter, the sadness and sorrow, love and hate made me a writer. Therefore, this book [or screen] is the absorbent of my emotions and you are my invisible friend to know whether I am wrong or right. I am only human to commit mistakes but I will not know until you tell me I erred. I have a heart as big as you can imagine with mental eyes to see who love and hate me, but it knows how to forgive. Above all, life has its purpose in this earth, and if it can only be measured by the kindness of the heart, I know I have long years to live. But life has its end, so why one needs to condemn? Ah! I forgot, that life is a movie - full of characters of super villains and super heroes/heroines; evil versus good; and as much as science, negative attracts positive. Otherwise, life is boring in flatness of equality - and no story to tell: the media who love to dish the spices of life; the savories of one's life in politics is the hallelujah of an opponent; whereas, in judicial court, there are the defendants versus the plaintiffs; and let's not forget that in sports, for each team, they have defense and offense aiming to win. And winning is the brim of life…..nothing else!