hate is just another form of fear
I wear it proudly upon my head
like a wig, follows me around
makes me secure
some hates are whims, others for real
he wants my karma my mazal, he'd steal it
if he could, the hate upon my head
not made of plastic or tin foil
often seeks revenge from the gloomy past
not only lack of patience and bias
is a will to power without rules
stems from bad growth and bad reasons
hi my friend, oh as i told you before, your poems are great and your subjects are more close to the real life or maybe there are frome the real life, , hate is just another form of fear frome bad growth.. nice words, i luv it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When hate and love collide, it would become the greatest love of all cuz the love will overcome hate periodically..........like virus! ! As usual Shimon, I luv vit! !