Love Your Neighbor

How can you say that you love God when you hate your neighbor, In whom you see every day? Love makes your dreams come truth When nobody else may be able to see, Let your dreams be seen Let it not die with doubt That is not what it’s all about. The broken-winged of an eagle Keep it down to the ground Not able to fly at a high level, Never able to see what is ahead Where it will be able to avoid trouble. Without love, your dreams will never come true Like a plant in a desert field without water No true grow will last It will wither away For lack of water to stay. Water in a river without an outlet Is like being in a bottle not sterilize Not a fit drank to consume A dream without fulfilling in not Fit to be thought of Goes to the grave unused. Then how can I say I love God when I hate my neighbor, In whom I see every day?