Is there room for hate in the world,

only to have the energy

zapped out of our souls,

by the actions that

feed off this

Hate

It takes root in the garden,
spreading its tendrils, slowly poisoning the ground,
strangling the delicate blossoms
too

Beware.

I bear no consideration,
for weak and feebly minded souls
I am a beast and I devour,
discarding people, blackened holes.

I'll

Hate is born from the valley of peace
Peace breeds hate when peace is lost
Peace is lost from doubting love to cease
Knowing

From Hate to Love

Hate will not consume me
Ever shall I firmly put it behind me
Walking upon my shadow, following,
Tracing my