Oh Hate Hateful, Hate Poem by Don Bukana

Hate, hateful hate, how doth thy poison spread,
A venomous fang within the human heart,
That doth darken all thoughts of light instead,
And tears friends and lovers far apart.

Thou art a curse, a bane upon our race,
A devilish spawn that doth thrive on spite,
Thou bringeth sorrow to our mortal place,
And turneth hearts from warmth to bitter might.

When hate doth rear its head, all love doth flee,
And reason's voice doth falter and grow weak,
Our eyes are blinded, and we cannot see
The havoc wrought, the peace that we bespeak.

So let us shun this foe, this deadly lure,
And seeketh love, that doth make our hearts pure.