WAYLAND CYBERSMITH (WAYCYBER) - HATRED

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by WaylandCybersmith

A sight, A sound, A word. 
Blood turns to magma 
Erupts in my head. 
I look at them and want them dead. 

I scream and shout, I swear and curse. 
I want their pain, and far, far worse
I hear an insult in hello 
See a threat in an offered hand 

Bloody battles rage in my head 
Endlessly repeating, no off switch
Fantasies of blade, and boot, and fist
Even when there's no-one there 
Bloody battles rage in my head 
Endlessly repeating, no off switch 
No peace. No sleep. 
No peace, No sleep. 

--- Response--

You fool!
The mirror shows your true enemy's face,
The one that contorts and distorts your soul.
Those you hate are deaf to your thoughts, 
They are blind to your fantasy, 
They sleep in peace while storms wrack your mind.
They smile at you, greet you as friend 

Stop.
Let barriers drop.
Let them have their say.
Listen, understand
Learn, befriend.


Wisdom flows from ear to mind to heart to hand.
Be forgiven and forgiver.
Take insults as humour. 
Then peace, then sleep 
Then peace, then sleep 

© WaylandCybersmith 2011

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