Hate Love
Hate
Some people just have to hate.
They fear others
And themselves
And their shadows.
They don’t know love,
I mean truly what love is.
They hate the different.
They hate the good.
They hate those who make a difference.
And their fear rages
Against foreigners,
The homeless
And the poor.
When a man loves a woman
They don’t understand
But their red rage isn’t triggered
Because that’s normal
To them.
But the kiss of lips
And the breath of love
Wears no gender
And takes off labels.
And this they cannot see.
Two people, loving
Hand in hand
Trigger all their hate.
To them, this is worse than bombing babies,
Than destroying cities, in the name of peace
And than grabbing women by the pussy.
Their outrage knows no bounds
Because two people in love
Are madly in love
Or passionately in lust.
Surely this will destroy MY life, they think –
The loving actions of two people they will never meet
Must be abhorred
But dropping bombs on babies
Is ignored.