Hate Poem by Reba Marsh

Hate



Aworld filled with hate,
Who cares at any rate,
A world with no fate,

Nothing can wait,
Bullets shoot so straight,

The worlds worst trait,
People in their worst state,

No one can concentrate,
Nothing left to create,

Every thing seems to agitate,
No one can relate

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ronald Stroman 27 May 2010

it's just as worst as having... aids.but... hate has a cure... love.

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Robin Machorro 27 May 2010

awww this was really good! ! i likie the ryhme you were using and everything :)

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