Hate is a strong word,
Hate is something we learn,
Hate is heard-
All around the world with each burn.

Hate is the reason,
For tears present and past,
For children gown without season,
It’s something that will never be surpassed.

Without hate,
Imagine what the world could be,
If everyone would stop to look around and relate,
And tolerate- to some degree.

If everyone could be a little more open-minded,
Maybe hate would be a thing of the past,
With only stories of the Holocaust to be reminded,
Because with all this hate the world will never last.

Hate is a strong word,
It changes ones life,
When love is all you need-it is much preferred,
There is no need for some much hatred & strife.