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.