THE ORLANDO SHOOTING HAD JUST HAPPENED
WHEN I DECIDED TO WRITE THIS POEM.
HATRED
SEEPS INTO YOUR SOUL
LEAVES A GAPING HOLE
FESTERING
LIKE A WOUND THAT NEVER HEALS
A DARK, INSIDIOUS STAIN
THAT BRINGS ONLY PAIN
AND QUESTIONS...
AND BLAME
ECOURAGED, WORSHIPPED, TAUGHT
ISN'T THIS WHY WE FOUGHT
TO KILL THE ENEMY
THAT CONSUMES ONE'S THOUGHTS
DISPISED
DISGUISED
POLITICIZED
METASTICIZED
SPILLING ITS SEED ACROSS THE WORLD
AND BRINGING LIFE TO IGNORANCE
PERMEATING THE SOUL AND LEAVING IT
EMPTY