Toying With Hatred

They pickled us in vinegar,

Tart words spat across main roads,

The punch of running scuffles,

TV violence daydreams
And the glorifications.

In time

We learned to sit on benches
And take it,
All pastel lipped,

Toying with hatred.

Then one day we awoke in unison

Wet as dew,

A shimmering new,

All camaraderie and truth,

And ready,

This will not be
The can’t
Or the won’t,

We thought,

We have swollen our hearts
And we’re ready for battle.

3 Responses to “Toying With Hatred”

  1. Well written — strong message!

  2. Hey! cool poem I would love to hear what you think about my poems? It would be great to hear your opinion! Thanks 🙂

  3. Scriptor Obscura Says:

    I agree!

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