In this writing I want to resonate with the reader the point of view and vision of how hatred easily thrives in apathy and isolation where hatred is allowed to enter.
When those in this nation, cling to a non-diverse attitudes, hatred finds fertile ground to grow. It whispers into the cracks of unity. And becomes the persecutor, circling us like shadows at dusk. Too often, we let it linger, We welcome it, invite it in— an unwelcome guest. Seated at the table of humanity. And so, it festers. Hatred feeds on our silence, untold truth. Strengthening through fear creeping through the doors, left Ajar.
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