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The Cruelty of Hate and the Consequences of Hate Poetry Contest
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Resentment is like drinking poison and waiting for the other person to die—quote by Carrie Fisher You must pick one or the other time has passed Warning signs have stopped tipped the scales caution is not priority in here fairy tales Why come to this, and all for what? All or nothing, the game is on Extraction of Hatred cultivating from dead things, from the sludge swamp, puddles coalesced into shallow streams Of carbon dense sedimentary that’s been implementing itself for millions of years emerged from and into our DNA Tools of angry blames are cutting edge cunning verbiage out on a ledge There’s karma mixed in fossil fuels and, it hunts you D o w p n picks you back U with tongues bit, and blackened lungs they spit up blood as anthracite burns, a cancerous Hurt a smoking gun soiled is the dirt The chips are down, the cards stacked, and stakes are high We bet our lives then roll the dice Resist it’s ply it’ll tug you under like dominos one by one standing long stranded in luminal space ‘til the dealer hits or stands King of hearts or black spade winner or loser acts the ace On the leaderboard now but if you must choose To be wise not to lose your gut a foggy notion it’ll make you concede first peel back the layers, wipe off the smut quiet the lips, make sure it stays shut fix the rips in tailor made dreams take a look inside, be the duck that oils its feathers so that the water slides and while the yellow duck has been plucked from the crowd and must obey the rules start the game over Only you can choose to change take on a new demeaner your house is small and ever meaner hurting others with humiliating words or spiteful lies Discompose the cries of the violins and beating drums that agitate No one ever wins • paranoia • ticking heart • panic attack • insomniac • disquiet • cry When you choose and pick just one it never matters in the end this I can contend, that they are both merely h u m a n • Trust In God

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Date: 5/17/2025 5:21:00 PM
Deep, lessons you have learned, I gather- a beautiful piece
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I Am Anaya
Date: 5/17/2025 10:37:00 PM
So many lessons learned, knowing love is still the only answer. Ty,
Date: 5/17/2025 5:34:00 AM
Quite a take on the theme Anaya. I like your description of hate's origins - sludge swamps and dead things. Great use of metaphors throughout. Trying to be the duck... Not easy. But your quote applies. Building up resentment hurts us more than the offender.
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I Am Anaya
Date: 5/17/2025 10:35:00 PM
Hate destroys all good things, there is no end to the madness. Choose Love! I'm enjoying meandering all over the page, it's freeing. Ty~

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