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Hate must never stay inside
like a child looking out the window.
It must be squashed like a bug
or left on a shelf of misgivings.
You cannot sit on hate like a hassock
or spread hate all over your face like makeup.
Fear, dread, ignorance are all hate.
A bird on a tree limb who is singing
cannot possibly have in his mind then hate.

Hate must never stay inside
like a child looking out the window.
A window has a shade
that can be pulled against the sun.
Hate cannot be covered up
like a window with a shade.
You can’t polish hate as you
do the glass of a gleaming window.
Hate can never shine.

© Copyright 2001-07-27 by Jean E. Gorney