Bitter Fruit




Taste the hate,
the poisonous juice from the bitter fruit
Evil seeds
being spit out of the mouth,
deadly wormwood desires formed at the root
Chew the rancid leaves of seethe
growing on the bigot tree;
hallucinate on the hate,
conversion of impure energy, 
flowing angrily thru the bloodstream
Bitter fruit ripening on the bigotry,
pulpy prejudice ready for the fear harvest
Taste the hate,
the insidious ill-flavor of antipathy
Incestuous Klan anger is a Cain sugar power rush;
genetic mingling ... 
social diversity is to some ethnic loathsome
Colorful branches 
which need to be pruned and burned
Bite into the blood-red apple skin
of eugenic cleansing
Peel away the yellow jaundiced veneer
of a brutish banana attitude ... 
watermelon torture mental binge-ing
Gorge on the sickly sweet fleshy toxic tissue
Taste the cluster of hate,
the bitter wrath from the grim reaper grapes
Feast on the assorted wicked fruits,
budding on the bigotry,
growing wildly in the soulless sour-patch grove
Bigotry got vile bark that covers a rotten heart,
nestled near the bubbling brimstone brook
Sulfuric tributary streaming from a fiery judgment lake — 
that dreaded secret place where only God knows 
Come taste the coconut hate,
drink deep the milk of hostility
The bitter fruit juices that you ingest
gonna give your spirit hate cancer ultimately ...
As you worry each morning,
whether vanilla and cocoa beans
were mixed together in your sin bought coffee
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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January 15, 2018 at 8:54 AM
Hate is a bitter food indeed! Another amazing write Freddie. Your work just makes me stand up and take notice!!! Love the way your write! ~ Judy
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January 12, 2018 at 12:44 PM
Freddie when you write such bitter poems you do so well.. I know some who enjoy bitter food and seem to love living in sin.. excellent write my brother.. I see the romantic warrior is on vacation...
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January 12, 2018 at 10:47 AM
I've somehow lost my appetite ;) affecting pen my friend! Mo hugs <3
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