HATE cares not the victim, a poem

Hate (2)

 

The other day,

I saw hate

Stare

Into the eyes of a child.

The child

Had done nothing,

Save be kind

To their child

To make

Their child smile

To make their child feel

They were friends.

You could not mistake

The bulging veins

On the forehead

The angry eyes,

And somehow,

Thank goodness,

All the child saw

Was his friend’s returned smile

But my heart was broken.

This child’s only crime?

Being different,

In a world

That is increasingly

Returning to remembrance

Of hate

Where things,

Once unfit to be spoken

Are spoken with pride,

Shouted to the masses,

And who are the victims?

But only the innocent

Who love openly, freely,

And without prejudice.

The angry sneer

Shouts at them

In condescending tone

“You’re not welcome here,”

And all I can hope

Is that the dream

Once held,

For all mankind,

Still comes true,

Despite all the things

They have to say.

 

© Sumyanna 2018

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2 Comments Add yours

  1. How sad but true. I had a child introduce themselves to me as a human the other day. I hope one day this is exactly how we choose to describe and see ourselves!!☯️💕

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    1. Sumyanna says:

      If only more would see it that way. Nothing like kids to make that first step… innocence and goodness comes easy to them 🙂 Hope you are doing well. Am going to check in on you now that things have quieted down with school woohoo!

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