Hatred

Hatred In the past I just loathed their opinions and whims That I felt were too narrow and poorly thought out For their stubbornness came from a mind much too dim To see freedom and progress that no one should doubt And I’ve wearied of trying to listen and learn Of their views not my own, from a place I’ve not been And I won’t take more time to attempt to discern Their commitments and vows so exclusive and thin So the time has now come to declare them accursed And conclude that their motives have always been vile And with those so enlightened to view them perverse May their mortal lives soon be no longer worthwhile Once the hatred infects all perception does fade A predictable slide to a deadly cascade