Hate Works But Love Does Not

I have seen the love In the eyes around me Caring and hugging my feelings As the root of the tress I know the warmness of the arms The soft touch of the palms But love is lazy and lethargic Seldom it can be found energetic The promptness it does lack It never works back to back But the hate works very ferociously With red eyes it acts very quickly A full pack of energy Blitzkrieg and scorching Swashbuckling and blistering It cuts very deeply and burns very badly It works havoc but love does not.