May 16, 2012
By Shelbyakathecoolerone BRONZE, Memphis, Tennessee
Shelbyakathecoolerone BRONZE, Memphis, Tennessee
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Tears that flow turn into a river.
Screams that screech become its Momentum. And like a mighty river,
Hatred can destroy everything.
Too blind to see, and too deft to Hear. Too ignorant to understand
What madness that is being created By hate. Crushing that heart with Magnitude that is unimaginable.
Pain that bursts, till finally There is nothing left for hatred To consume.

The author's comments:
I wrote this poem to convey the truth about hate. I wanted my readers to see that all hate does is destroy things.

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