Hatred At It’s Best

Time Will Be Its Test
We Fight Until Success

Can you hear the fear in a dripping tear, who shall shy
from fools who lie, when their hate reply, let them cry.
They can’t concealed their racial ills, those pending
bitter pills, pushing some to kill, true hatred is revealed

That chill the freezing cold water’s sting upon unprotected
flesh, when the weary can’t deny, this fight will not subside
when hope and pride collides what’s washing up in the tide

that gathering storm will darker days be the new norm
that expectant sense of pending harm, now the cussing of dawn.
Fools lost in the weeds, those damning deeds who’s to bleed
failure or success its claim or distress, that’s hatred at its best

This fight will never rest.

Image by Joey Velasquez from Pixabay

Published by Sandymancan

I'm a father, friend, and a family man, I believe in right and wrong, I understand the value of standing on your own. I have an iron will with a poet's heart, a belief in God is where it starts.

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