Seed Of Hate Poem by Kevin Patrick II

A seed of hate
Is born in every man
And it germinates
When there's no water
Of affection, kindness
And love

And when love
Is not properly watered
That little seed
forms inwards
growing twisted and cruel
Forming into something
Nobody wants to see
Or understand


Then the years go by
And that seed
Becomes a flower
and each petal
Becomes more lethal
And barbed with cruelty
That it could never be felt
or touched


Life mercilessly
creates that seed
And the world tortures it
Into a vessel of horror
Mangled by the years
which it becomes a monster
In order to survive


This seed of hate
Is what every man becomes
When he grows
Without connection
And the roots
Of his inner sufferings