Cold hard love


Your smiles teases

Your eyes glimmer with passion

Yet your heart is cold

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Trance of Hate


He wakes up so angry

at those he does not know.

 

They haven’t done anything to him,

But still his hatred grows.

 

He thinks he’s somehow better,

than all not like him.

 

It’s a shame he cannot see

that he’s in a trance of sin.

 

Fight! Fight like hell.

But fight your hate inside.

 

Learn to see what you were told

Was nothing, but a bunch of lies.

 

No one is better

and no one is worse.

 

The hate you feel inside

is nothing but a curse.

Deep inside you want something

but hate can never fill.

Turn to God’s love and peace

and not your arrogant will.

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For the Daily Post ~ Trance.

Stop the hate. Learn to love. It feels better.

 

You don’t represent me


With the ugliness in the news of hate groups, Nazis, white supremacists, neo-Nazis and whatever else these folks want to call themselves, I needed to vent. As a white, Christian woman, you do not represent me. As someone who deployed for our freedom, you do not represent me. As an American, you do not represent me. As a human being with common sense, integrity, honor, morals and love, you do not represent me. However, I will not hate you. I will not lower myself to that level. I will pray for your empty hearts. I will speak up against hate. I will find ways to make a difference and spread love and tolerance.

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You may look like me, but we are not the same.

Hate and arrogance are the rules to your game.

You think you are better, when really you’re not.

Your heart is black and your soul’s all rot.

I don’t know how, you got this way.

Maybe nobody every loved you, in a special way.

Maybe you’re scared those different than you,

Are really more superior than you can ever do.

So you bash those who have different skin and church

When you crawl out of those dark places from where you lurch.

You disgrace the flag some of us fought to defend.

And you sound so ignorant spouting your sin.

Your skin doesn’t make you superior to none.

And you’re only brave in groups with a gun.

But deep inside I think you’re lonely and sad.

I suppose that’s why, you’re always so mad.

I’ll pray that you find some peace and sight.

To look in the mirror and see…

God taught us to love,

and what you’re doing is NOT right.

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Stop the hate. Make a difference and spread love. ~ Nato

 

The language you don’t speak


you stare at me with cold eyes

time freezes and time flies

looking through me like I were glass

I clench my fingers hoping time will pass

you don’t always speak, but your silence says all

your not impressed, perhaps even appalled.

yet, here I stand before your eyes

I do exist and you don’t know why

for I can never be who you think you are

but I don’t want to be you, I have my own bar.

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Not sure where these thoughts came from or really who they are directed to. Nonetheless, this is where my train of thought went when I saw the “language” prompt.

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