Home Is Where The Hate Is Poem by TMA

Home is where the hate is –

It was not always so;
That home should always be
Where the hate was;
But Hate came into the home
And made itself comfortable.

Home is where the hate is –

Like a broken tortoise’s shell
We carry it around
Thinking we can retreat into it
To be safe…
But that’s where we’re most vulnerable.

Home is where the hate is –
At the end of the day
We bring back some small token of hate
To sit on the shelves with the rest…
Home is where the hate is –
’Cause the hate is in our hearts…

Time for some spring cleaning
Don’t you think?