Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Hate

What happens to hate in the heart?
Does is sit still and burn itself out
Like a fire smoldering in the night?
Or continue endlessly
Like the sun
and then burn so bright?
Does it grow inside the heart like a disease taking over the body?
Or shrivel and die
Like an old, outdated hobby

Maybe it just patiently waits and stays steady
Like a hungry child, waiting on their mother to fill their bowl.

Or does it eventually comsume a person whole?

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