Hate Is Like a Vulture Eating Ravaging Rotten Flesh
Hate
is a vulture
It flies down to eat the dead of prey
In and on the desert plains
Hunger mounts
It's this environmental biological job to cleanse
Stinking cotton dead flesh
Yum! Carcass
Taste
Hate
3/4/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
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