Hate is the feeling you feel toward something you want to disappear.
It might be something you fear.
But eather way you wish for it demise
so that the pain you feel because of it will reside.
Try as you might sometimes it refuses to go away.
No matter what you say
there won't be a way
to get feelings of hate
to make themselves Abidicate.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem