HATE WATCH*

Old HaSatan, dressed in many guises.

He transforms himself,

Even into an angel of light.

His guile knows no bounds,

He e’er affirms in poignant pretext,

"I stand against this vicious hate.

Words of hate must sublimate,

If we do aspire, to a loving state".

Now, won’t this critics’ axe fall hard

Upon the words of life?

If these banners cast their spell,

Would we care what fell?

Would the words of life be held from us?

Where Kings de-boweled,

Where adulteresses were stoned

Where whole nations were set to bloody sword,

And even the plunder set afire.

Where Pharoahs’ army drowned in a sea of Red.

Even good King David did cavort,

Upon Bathshebas’ bed.

Where stands the guardian?

Whose gifted human souls,

Do ban the hate in haste.

Whose watchfulness,

Will save the world,

And let us drown, contentedly,

In the creamy froth of

Mothers milk?

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