STOP Hating

This is an endless challenge because it is an endless challenge for every human to let go of hatred.
Write a poem about hatred, how you feel about it when you see it or when you feel it, write as many as you want.
No one is immune to hatred no matter if someone is aiming it at you or you are doing the pointing.
Releasing your feelings in words may help release it from your heart or help someone else recognize it within their own heart.
This is not for spreading hatred, if you want to create hate, create your own forum, though it likely won't last long on DUP...
JJ

"Pride Is One Seed "

One seed is masked in infancy  
With its intoxicating allure  
Its sexy remedy  
Impersonating ones esteem  
Inseminating the mind with arrogance  
An artificial substitute for confidence  
Yet this sweetener tastes un-Equal  
Stroking the ego  
Through external heights that excite  
Attempting to ascend it's slippery slope
Each icy step slides one down tenfold
Leading to a bitterness deep within  
Fueling a growing resentment  
For all that is physically different  
Forgetting that at the core we are One  
We are the same  
Letting go of who you are not  
Is the key to setting us all free  
As part of you is a part of me and we  
And in One we are all together  
Our commonality is the seed of our equality  
Yet in the end to ascend in parallel
Imperious souls must atone and reparate
In ways silver pieces cannot compensate  
For the shame I carry for four hundred years of hate  
Cannot be let go of by one alone  
It must instead be released by One together  

"Matthew 5:5"

They knew what they were doing that night was evil
Perhaps with faith the shepherd may forgive them still
Only the sheep who follow will find their true worth
But not with hate filled hearts where gentle love is dearth

Your spirit is a life eternity can't kill
Before he died for you he left it in his will
When Jesus said the meek shall inherit the earth
And Gods eternal love will fill your soul with mirth

"3 Seeds"

Young ones look up to us with learning eyes each day as they grow  
Teach your children how to feel and everything that you know  
About love and self-esteem and what you reap you sow  
Parents who express no love raise their children down so low  
   
Once planted in a heart, the seeds of hatred sprout then grow  
Pride injects a high, like drugs, through veins where it can flow  
To desire more, then crash from withdrawal addicts come to know  
Three seeds of prejudice raise your spirit down so low  
   
From the depths once descended exploring new levels to exceed  
Is there nowhere inside their souls unconsumed by material need?  
Hypocrites utter deception, telling half-truths designed to mislead  
Said so many times even they believe in the lies that plant the seed  
   
Corporate owners seem to have forgotten the slaves were freed  
Robbing retirement funds to stuff their overwhelming greed  
Keeping down the poor to maintain their status as the richest breed  
Who refuse to admit the pecuniary progress they impede  
   
Zealots point fingers and label "immoral", hearts that bleed  
And proclaim God as a charter member of their creed  
They hunger for power over fearful faithful they can lead  
With a grip on their flock that strangles credence like a weed  
   
Cowled cowards twisting scripture till they feel sanctified  
Planting the tree grown for the cross, burned to become purified  
But there's another fire eager to see how far down they can slide  
Where the fallen one would rise to lead them to unholy deicide  
   
Seduced by fear, bathed in greed and gorged the flesh with pride  
Will they embrace all three until they've cast their souls aside?  
Will God look back at the end of man and see the hate of genocide?  
The first thing God did not create, the only thing that never died  
   
The rainbow in their love filled lives kept them on the outside  
Don't ask, don't tell the truth, there are rules to abide  
Homophobia in fox holes is not morally justified  
Love feels no conflicting virtues that ever could collide  
   
Weak hearts are overcome when they feel a darkness drawing near  
Listening to the movement beating war drums within each ear  
Quiet those thoughts and open the mind to a silence all can hear  
Look inside the heart for the courage to quell this secret fear  
   
Eyes held closed to painful sights shed not a single tear  
When they open up their eyes the truth becomes so clear  
Mesmerized by powerphiles like headlights to a deer  
In darkness till they will admit every human is their peer  
   
Search within thick forests for three seeds that grew three shady trees  
Knock on their wood to hear three names carried on the breeze  
Hear the quiver of terror, glory and desire shaking the greener leaves  
See spring saplings and perceive the grand design that hatred weaves  
   
Time marches ever onward forming new circles in the wood  
Branching out lines surrounding rings where only one once stood  
Lines drawn in circles that separate where colors never could  
While one more family tree draws cryptic bloodlines in the hood  
   
The high and mighty tree grows taller with each passing year  
The weight of its own branches make it hard to persevere  
Until its hollow trunk caves in making way for freedoms true frontier  
The first steps toward the promised land must begin right here  

"Hatred Kills"

Upon conception the seed sprouts and the weed creeps into the heart
Murder is the fowl stench of the stool hatred defecates in minds
Death of the spirit begins the moment choking weeds take root
Culminating in spilling blood, commanding it's human tool to shoot
The parasite spreads and hides like a programmed cyber virus
And takes comfort in communities addicted to fools with power tools
Fooled all of the time into electing reflecting legislators

"Hatred Kills Again, and Again, and... "

How many times will hatred steal the breath of a gasping nation?
Leaving us reeling in heart wrenching devastation
From gay bashing to murdering in the fields of Laramie
Now spilling the blood of one hundred and three
Painting the floor red in the land of Walt Disney

When will it end?
WHEN?

"Separation "

If the truth is evolution
Or if God determines our blessed fate
Never mind his absolution
When it's easier to separate than release your hate

Wouldn't it be the solution
To run away from what's inside of you?
Never mind a resolution
When it's easier to cast blame on everyone but you

Pride is an arrogant parent
Suckling its growing prejudice child
In my mind it is transparent
And grows easier to see through the higher up it's piled

I admire all those who've tried
Whose lives demonstrated a peaceful way
Never mind our heroes who've died
When it's easier to quietly waste your life away

Don't believe everything you hear
Reject with contempt hated they can't hide
Never mind overcoming fear
When it's easier to mask a life of hate behind your pride

"Segregation"

The color of my tie
And the color of my skin
Won't alter what I know
Or change who I am within

Taste your own medicine
It's the same thing that you do
Maybe you'll figure out
Why everyone leaves you

Look beyond your mirror
At the face behind the glass
Inside you are inferior
You need more God than Sunday mass

Each time that you reflect
The cancer in you has grown
Do you still wonder why
You are always left alone?

See with wiser eyes
If your eyes are all you have
Watch your bias fossilize
Two good eyes will make it halve

Look inward to your heart
You will see the other side
Embrace your counterpart
Release this Aryan pride

Your Grandfather's glory
His Nazi blood within you
So proud to tell his story
So eager to hate those he taught you to

You assume they're guilty
Of the judgments that you make
You've said "They're Not Real People”
You can't convince me that they're fake

Claiming they're all the same
But I know that isn't true
And the only person you can make me hate
Is the person inside you

Toe to toe and eye to eye
Death can't get us pride apart
Now the only thing that needs to die
Is the hatred in your heart

"4th Independence"

When two hearts sing of their love
They rise higher with a singular voice
While clearly I see through hetero-eyes
that love has never given me a choice

So glad I was to read the Supreme Court
finally put prejudice in its place
Because falling in love has nothing to do
with breaking the law or falling from grace

And as for me, it's never been about
Sticking my dick in his or her body part
It's about whether the love I want to give
Comes from my head or from my heart


07/04/2003

"Where Will You Aim Your Hate? "

Warning voiced in black and white
No question in his breath
Nowhere to run, but run the race
Gaining ground, look back, see Death

In the coming revolution
Let me be the first to die
For I will not pull your tooth
Nor will I pluck your eye

Let me offer both my cheeks
To your bloody fisted hand
Strike me twice but hate me once
Cold reparations flood the land

I believe the words I’ve heard
While most would rather listen to lies
So long as one distorts the truth
So long as some are alive, hatred never dies

Once the breed you despise are dead
Who will you decide to hate?
And when there’s only one kind left
Will you decide your brothers fate?

Poetryman said:"3 Seeds"

Young ones look up to us with learning eyes each day as they grow  
Teach your children how to feel and everything that you know  
About love and self-esteem and what you reap you sow  
Parents who express no love raise their children down so low  
   
Once planted in a heart, the seeds of hatred sprout then grow  
Pride injects a high, like drugs, through veins where it can flow  
To desire more, then crash from withdrawal addicts come to know  
Three seeds of prejudice raise your spirit down so low  
   
From the depths once descended exploring new levels to exceed  
Is there nowhere inside their souls unconsumed by material need?  
Hypocrites utter deception, telling half-truths designed to mislead  
Said so many times even they believe in the lies that plant the seed  
   
Corporate owners seem to have forgotten the slaves were freed  
Robbing retirement funds to stuff their overwhelming greed  
Keeping down the poor to maintain their status as the richest breed  
Who refuse to admit the pecuniary progress they impede  
   
Zealots point fingers and label "immoral", hearts that bleed  
And proclaim God as a charter member of their creed  
They hunger for power over fearful faithful they can lead  
With a grip on their flock that strangles credence like a weed  
   
Cowled cowards twisting scripture till they feel sanctified  
Planting the tree grown for the cross, burned to become purified  
But there's another fire eager to see how far down they can slide  
Where the fallen one would rise to lead them to unholy deicide  
   
Seduced by fear, bathed in greed and gorged the flesh with pride  
Will they embrace all three until they've cast their souls aside?  
Will God look back at the end of man and see the hate of genocide?  
The first thing God did not create, the only thing that never died  
   
The rainbow in their love filled lives kept them on the outside  
Don't ask, don't tell the truth, there are rules to abide  
Homophobia in fox holes is not morally justified  
Love feels no conflicting virtues that ever could collide  
   
Weak hearts are overcome when they feel a darkness drawing near  
Listening to the movement beating war drums within each ear  
Quiet those thoughts and open the mind to a silence all can hear  
Look inside the heart for the courage to quell this secret fear  
   
Eyes held closed to painful sights shed not a single tear  
When they open up their eyes the truth becomes so clear  
Mesmerized by powerphiles like headlights to a deer  
In darkness till they will admit every human is their peer  
   
Search within thick forests for three seeds that grew three shady trees  
Knock on their wood to hear three names carried on the breeze  
Hear the quiver of terror, glory and desire shaking the greener leaves  
See spring saplings and perceive the grand design that hatred weaves  
   
Time marches ever onward forming new circles in the wood  
Branching out lines surrounding rings where only one once stood  
Lines drawn in circles that separate where colors never could  
While one more family tree draws cryptic bloodlines in the hood  
   
The high and mighty tree grows taller with each passing year  
The weight of its own branches make it hard to persevere  
Until its hollow trunk caves in making way for freedoms true frontier  
The first steps toward the promised land must begin right here  

There is a lot i like about this.and understand where you are coming from....but i know many more kind, toterant loving Christians than i know that are full of judgement. I did not find this to be a poem against hate...but a poem blanketing a diverse group into one kind, and found it a lil hateful...As a gnostic Christian...it hurt some. The title did it...the holy trinity as seeds of hate...

"the hidden foe "

Two moons fore I was five my dream arrived in nineteen-sixty-eight
But one dime more proved to be a century too late
For forty-three of forty-eight years I've watched hatred grow
Darkness sprouts from underneath dried poplars bloody flow

What is the answer to the mystery of hate?
Is it to raise every child to grow up being great?
Is it becoming a superstar without embracing fame?
Is it giving till it hurts each and everyone the same?
Can I be free if I refuse to see one color blinding me?
Can I solve the riddle with so little self-esteem in me?
Is it to stroke every ego so that no one can complain?
Is it making sure the homeless don't get left out in the rain?

Hope is all I have to expose the hidden foe
It is everything I feel and it's nothing that I know
It is not my opinion, it's in my flesh and my bone
It is the voice of my silence and the pain in my moan
Can I say the word never heard that will set all of them free?
Can I speak without a sound while this thunder deafens me?
It is the beating of my heart that would beat it to death
It is my lungs that would siphon its every living breath

But even death can't destroy a seed destined to regrow
Only living souls can shout the sound of letting go

"Someone There Is"

a WALL makes it harder to kill one another face to face
easier than to see the eyes of the one who dies
no matter how many die or are killers of the dead
the WALL that divides is a living building block of hatred
a foundation of cement that protects the seed underneath
drinking the blood that seeps into the sand beneath
no grass seeds but there's always fear on the Other Side
the higher piling of more pride, the greater this divide
while hatred spreads like wild fire behind fire walls of flesh
raging beyond the display of terror beating its mighty chest
will there ever be a voice that can bring hatred to an end
a sound that sings there are no more nations to defend?
oh but there was and bullets came to silence his heart beat
the dream survives behind voices that can't imagine defeat
somehow we lost the chance before peace wilted and died

SOMEONE there is that loves not this wall
who begins mending inside

calamitygin said:

There is a lot i like about this.and understand where you are coming from....but i know many more kind, toterant loving Christians than i know that are full of judgement. I did not find this to be a poem against hate...but a poem blanketing a diverse group into one kind, and found it a lil hateful...As a gnostic Christian...it hurt some. The title did it...the holy trinity as seeds of hate...

This is not a debate forum. If you want to start a debate forum for this, great, I will join you there. Please post poems only in this challenge.
JJ

"How Far We Have Not Come"

Five months and fifty years I have breathed the air of freedom  
Behind my shroud of white comfort and grade  
With all our laws of equal rights and equal pay  
And actions to affirm that we mean what we say  
With Supreme Court decisions we can always make undone  
Another man declared “just look how far that we have come”  
What a joke the trembling words of ignorance!  
When the lines become blurred between hatred and romance  
Stay sick when you’re unwell, then die and go to Hell  
And if you’re in the mood to buy I got a bridge I wanna sell  
We need more cash to finish the fence along the porous south  
While we cut out stamped assistance to feed your hungry mouths  
Cut back money to public schools where learning is sedated
To keep OUR growing minds more highly educated  
We still have jobs for you that no one else will do  
Found clever ways to pay you less than a minimum living wage  
Taking kickbacks from plastic cards instead of cash or checks  
That charge you if you spend and charge you more to save  
We found more ways to make a profit from all the choices that we gave  
‘Cos if we cannot own you, we’ll still work you like a slave  
We’ll watch our hood for hoodlums out for an evening walk  
And stand our ground against snacking hoodies that we stalk  
Or stop and frisk everyone we profile as suspicious  
But keep them at a distance in case their color is contagious  
We’ll power up the House to defund head-start for underprivileged youth  
Then we’ll pass eleven laws to make sure that you still lose  
Just like the right to vote you were never supposed to use  
‘Cos time has surely eliminated those who discriminated  
So said most of the Supreme Pawns who were selected  
Through haughty high strung puppets we elected  
Who in hatred and in-justice were truly deaf and dumb  
Yet clearly I can see how far we have not come