I Hate, I Love
I hate the priest who holds my soul hostage
I hate the politician who exacts a heavy wage,
I hate God when He is silent in face of atrocity
when man kills man with atrocious monstrosity.
Oh, I love the sun, rising afresh in the east
tearing asunder the dark belly of the beast,
I love the innocent smile on the face of a child
and when the flowers bloom free in the wild.
Oh, how I love to hate a pompous ass
and yes, I hate to love a dumb lass!
~05/06/23
~Contest: Couplet Poetry
~Sponsor: Sotto Poet.
Copyright © Abdul Malik | Year Posted 2023
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