Hate to love
Had insects in the jar
(Eating peas)
I gave them light and life
(So I thought)
I killed them; I was wrong
I'd ignored
"Not each light has the warmth."
"Warmth is must for the life."
A selfish claimant, ‘know-it-all'
In winter, I kept them at window
Some have died; some are numb
"Let's reverse, " I said loud.
Many move; flap wings; go around.
Hey Westerns in Senates
‘Know-it-alls'
Turn the page and convert
‘Hate to love'
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