Choose One -Cruelty Of Hate Consequence
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The Cruelty of Hate and the Consequences of Hate Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Michael Fulkerson
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
Copyright © I Am Anaya | Year Posted 2025
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