From the Author
This poem didn't require much thought. It doesn't come from the recesses of my brain. It's just observation. It's a story we have all read. We recognize it. We understand where it's going without even reading till the end.
It's a cheap poem.
Yet, when I leave my heart unnattended for just a minute, there I find myself, stuck in a play where every role is that of the villain. I have allowed myself to hate the hateful. I have forgotten that hate ravages one's soul, regardless of if it is justified. So I wrote this because I needed to remind myself, and because I needed to remind you.
I wont lie: I don't have an answer as to how to deal with all the hatefulness that envelopes our lives these days- But I know what the answer aint...
Published by The Poetry of Ants
I've been writing poetry since I was little. These poems have always been my means of resolving the world as it is against the world as it should be. Writing has been my great catharsis. I hope that you and I may be able to share in that.
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