Taunting pain in my veins.
I can't hate.
It will affect my heart rate.
It will mess with my mental state.
It will make way for the venom to penetrate.
Why hate.
I can't hate.
Many can relate.
That means I don't have faith.
If I hate, Swine, Swine is what I ate.
Murder committed without a bloody stain.
Fleshy walks affect my spiritual state.
Can you relate,
A constant battle for stability,
And you are in a state that you can't think straight.
I can't hate.
The verity of my life was killed shamefully.
Humbled himself gracefully, all for my tranquility.
And all he requires is I love him with all my ability.
I'll drop pride.
I can't hate.
I'm not Hate's smate
We don't connect.
I can't relate.
There is no debate.
I can't hate.
But I do hate.
I hate hate.
Evil Ways,
Sins taste,
The devil and the game he plays.
So I do hate.
I can't hate.
but I hate.
I do hate.
But I can't hate.
I hate evil,
But not people
I hate the devil
It seems thinking about him makes him feel special.
I'm, not a wrath vessel
I am Bethel,
The father's holy temple.
I can't hate.
But I hate what I'm to hate.
But hating anything else will damage my faith.
I don't belong to myself.
Hatred and anger those two have to be shelved.
I love the light and am full of it.
Money is time and his light is where I'm investing all my wealth.
I can't hate.
My daily bread is at stake.
He was staked so I would be free and not stay the same.
So I choose not to hate.
It's quicksand blocking my way.
On my spiritual walk, it is one of the venomous bites of the snake.
I can't hate.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem