Looking For Hate

If you look for hate, you will find it! Many times it will be much nearer Sometimes it will be in your mirror To find it, all you have to do is submit. Sometimes you can say a prayer Pretending that it's not inside of you But, you can feel it's slime and mildew Then you know that it is in your air. So, why do you care or bother? You enjoy to ridicule and hate Maybe, it might be your own fate It of course, was a gift by your father. When you look inside your cup of coffee Do you see the black or the white cream Or maybe you just see the steam Are you happy, or do you disagree. He that looks for hate will find its appeal It will be everywhere that he will look It is even in his very own good book There are people would rather hurt than heal. When a man looks for hate, it will be found Along with the loathing and its fear To him it will become much clearer Now unto hostility he will be known and bound. When a man finds hatred He will find it without any doubt It seems to find the souls quickest route Then unto his children, it will become sacred. Randy L. McClave