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Quote by: Blue Sapphire "One can only give what one has, be it love or be it hate !" Where do we place that cup of hate when love's bitter pill, has been swallowed? How do we move back into love when all is dead and gone? Do we fold our cards and peacefully accept or do we play the wild card of hate and send resentful snakes slithering down the path of a broken life.... Where do we find the courage to love again after hate has devoured our sense of compassion and taken away the virtue of forgiveness? One can only give what one has, so will it be hate of love that wins over, in the end. It's your card game so let me know if you decide to fold or Trump it ! ps this was not meant to be read as a political poem but rather to show how every man and woman has the capacity to either love or hate depending on their choices. I used the Trump playing card because it shows how we can to win the game, if we play it right. I was hoping for some non-political comments on this poem. Thanks :)