Piles of Hate
Never hold an angry grudge
It turns your soul to a dark sludge
Leaving you angry and bitter
Filling you with lots of litter
That gets higher every day
With piles that wont go away
You will never be set free
It is really hard to see
A way out -- you stumble and trip
Losing your balance and grip
Laying in a hatred heap
That is wide and really deep
Before you are trapped forever
Dig a tunnel that will sever
All this darkness into light
Get out now and make things right
Leaving all your wrongful trash
Where it belongs-- in the past
Copyright © Robin Davis | Year Posted 2023
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