Best Forgivenesshate Poems
Some image of hate or frustration
The needles anguish you may have chosen
To stick and jab
In a collective spasm
The agreement to solicit such action
And beat onto the wall of prejudice
The same nails you are crucified with
Some sacrificial lamb to carry our burden
The complicit blindness we accepted
Was someone else’s oppression
The fine wine and sumptuous celebration
We were belly full
On their starvation
But we will weave the spell of the Voodoo Doll
And hate it as much
In case we turn that same hate upon ourselves
We will not dare to look into the eye
Of a luxury bought
By the empty stomachs of children
No
We will choose the ragged doll
The faceless and nameless
With which to beat back the stabs of conscience
We will seek relief in pins and media incantations
We will sing the hymn of hate
And burn the Voodoo Doll
We will accuse everyone
And anyone
To avoid accusing ourselves
While every ounce of petty desire needs to be fulfilled
And the craving for more titillates this bored and uninspired ….. imagination
So pushed to the back of our collective mind
Walks the living, breathing, little brown person …. skeleton
And every mouthful, so sweet with instant gratification
Is a mouthful of ash
In our soul
Did you forget your soul ?
It is your very own Voodoo Doll
i don't hate you
i just hate your deed
--------------------------------------love charma
when hate fills the heart
it turns into rage
it builds up all through the age
it makes you blind to all that you can do
because your to busy saying i hate you
they talk about you
thats all they do
crushing your dreams
putting you through all the bad times
its hard for you
making you mad at all that they do
putting you down just to hurt you
you try not to cry
because you know
thats just what they want you to show
you dont react back
because your not like that
you know karmas a b****
and you leave it at that.
But there was truth behind her statement, correct?
How the words become a shield and a sword
And here they stand before you again
To convey their message
Thrice before they were attempts to mend
Once before it was to sever
And as I type this in the dark, alone with only my thoughts
What could it possibly be this time?
For I don’t even know this time
Your complaints were valid
And instead of attempting to fix what was so obviously broken
I ran and hid, proving my supreme cowardice
I was once informed the last time was the last time
You were right to state that
So would begging for you to return to me
Be a foolhardy venture?
I would have to say yes.
So as I lie here typing my message
The one I so desperately hope you give the time of day
Or night, in one point of view
I have this to say
I do not expect you to return
Nor shall I beg
I offer it only in hypotheticals
And this isn’t what this is about
I couldn’t stand it if you hated me
For I could never hate you
I doubt I could ever even dislike you
And here I cling to the message I’m trying to get away from
I offer this to you
In hopes that I may avoid your hatred
I’d hate to end our legacy on the bad note we did
I’d hate to end our legacy at all
But that isn’t what this is about.
But what can I say but I was a fool
I offer my deepest,
And most sincere,
Apologies
But I know that isn’t enough.
But what is enough?
I ramble on and on and on across these words
So allow me to end these words
With a few more
If I could go back in time, I would.
If I could fix those mistakes, I would.
But the concerns may have come too late.
And here I cling.
The remorseful fool that I am.
PLEASE!..... Dont touch me, dont touch me.
Just go away.
I hate you, i hate you.
Now i'll never be the same.
I trusted you, i trusted you.
How could you do this?
The pain, the pain.
Of being put through this.
Why me?, why me?
Is it something i cant see?.....
No one knows, no one knows.......
What happened to me.