Hate Yet Love

I must detest one, just the one, yes, battle within myself so that I can love the rest. I use words and phrases that hold my sense of conflict so that my strict faith may rest in my wish to love. Our grip on love may not exist; so let it not slip into the wasteland of my mind - a mind that holds so much conflict. Are we born to create a passion for a battle within ourselves? Who can love with no comparison with hatred? So, yes, I do loathe one, engender protest for one. Am I to kill? I suspect not. But hate? Oh yes, do hate. (Sep 2022)