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Hatred
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name, would still smell as sweet. When life is like a roller coaster in a maze. Competition here and there, When really, all we need is care. A preconceived idea of what it all meant, Sisypheanial love for more wealth, Whereas, all it does is eat away our health. Bunch of stereotypes all in my head. Fearing all and what we don’t know. I don’t know, But I just can’t change. The times we become so numb to what we’re saying. Ain’t we meant to speak the same language daily? Nah, it’s an era founded from oppression. A world rooted in hate, yet we all ignore this, The same hate that caused wars from religion, Even gender to skin colour, Not to talk of ethnicity too. And then we talk about freedom. What is really free? A world where we pay for even our breath, A free gift of nature to man, Remember the bill for water? Its human right for everyone. Really, who is fooling who? On Sabbath, I was taught something else, And when you preach hate, those words ain’t anointed. And then I sit still and remember eternity. When else is more comfortable remaining voiceless. No freedom till we are all equal, We preach progress with the veil over our eyes We turn our back on the cause. Till the day we can be united by love and not by law, That day, we have changed “US” Whatever God you believe in, The fact remains, we come from the same one. I’m crying no more, Cause one day, we’ll all be gone.
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