April Hate Poems

Deep down inside, I carry this constant self-loathing,
It's more than just a passing feeling—it's like a heavy burden I can't shake.
Some days, I struggle to...

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Tired of the hatred 

Among one another 

The killing of our brothers 

This is not good at all. 

 

This world is dying slowly 

There’s...

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Whose Words?

By Mark Stucky
Hissing whispers in the garden
twisted the warning words of God.
A shadowy tempter in the wilderness
shouted enticements to the Word made flesh.

Twisted words...

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How can  some people 
Turning hate to be
Their so called 
Delicious food 
Which can not pass
in their throats 
Because they eat it angrily?

When some people...

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“Prejudice wears a variety of hats, none of them becoming.”
~ Kevin Ansbro

Is it fear or is it hatred
Of a stranger, the unknown
The premise that the...

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Anger lynches, 
Dear world friends
The principal  mission of Anger 
Is to mob some people who coldshoulder
Its status  of the  best world destroyer. 
Don't you...

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What he’s capable of, I do admit, frightens me the most
My dread began in 2006, on TV his face did appear
The Burger King with the...

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It’s pure as fresh snow 
and as pale as a ghost.
It’s the shade on the light spectrum
that I loathe the most.

A beluga whale, the milky...

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Once feeling envy for your imposing life 
Lusted after your confidence and your possessions. 
The greed consumed me until the hunger 
overtook my natural sloth-like...

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With a silence that cut through the laughter
She entered the room, bitterness
Edged around her features, portraying
Cruelty with an unfeeling sword of darkest
Gloom, dread so dismal...

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Is it just that a trust to easily
Keep faith too openly
Feel accepted too fast
And so fail Evey time

They say friendship is trust
Well I thought.. let's...

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count of that day
as there was in the limbo of time
early before the man arrives
or later when we'll all be gone
but the facts were not...

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Booth made famous on April 15th, MDCCCLXV... 
Sic semper tyrannis ad mortem
("Thus always I bring death to tyrants").

Ever since early forerunners 
of twenty first century
mankind...

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April is around the corner; I hate her more today than ever
I hate her greenness, her flowers, her pretty ways.
I hate that oak tree, and...

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Reductive and straight face.

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