'' Take A Look Over Your Shoulder '' Poem by Bri Mar

To use the word hate,
Some cannot wait,
They don't stop to ask themselves why?
Their urge to say it they cannot abate,
When confronted they usually deny.

Some are easily led,
While others are bred,
They do it without reason or rhyme,
They delight on seeing others bled,
To love they do not have the time.

Hate breeds contempt,
None are exempt,
Soon their arrogance springs to the fore,
Their loathing nobody can pre-empt,
Soon they have a craving for more.

They are fully aware,
But they don't really care,
They satisfy their own sick needs,
None of them know the meaning of fair,
To hurt others, they sow the seeds.

They live for pretend,
To Hell they'll descend,
They are masters in the art of deceit,
Eventually truth comes through in the end,
Caught by their arrogant conceit.

Are you one of the few?
Who let's chaos ensue,
If you are it's time to take stock,
Karma my friend is coming for you,
Your evil ways it will block.

Where is it found?
It is all around,
Like a burning ember it will smoulder,
Who's it's next victim? It may well astound,

‘' Take A Look Over Your Shoulder ‘'