--By Junior L.
Hatred is the sword that cuts through your life,
It comes and goes as it pleases.
The voices you hear that tells you that the flower must wither is a pleasing comfort to the heart,
Hatred is her own idea.
She respects no one.
Love will come when Hatred is at her best,
And she won't be pleased.
To lose oneself in the concept and the idealizations of the ego's vulnerabilities,
Indeed the Ego is soft, Harsh sometimes but soft.
His lessons are simple yet intriguing,
Hatred has no place within the Ego,
The ego understands not what Hatred desires,
and so,
The question is What is Hatred?
Love and Hatred are always coincidental,
Always looking to please one another in a dance of tenderness and care.
The Ego wants to understand Hatred,
And love wishes to please the mind.
And so, we are always left with the question in mind: What is Hatred indeed?