Some Little Thoughts

It is not difficult to hate:
It takes no strength of will:
It comes so naturally to so many men:
Only the basest passion suffices to fulfill.

It seems to me that hate
Is like a flaming pyre;
And to hate in the extreme,
One need only gently stoke the embers into fire. 

So many times, we strive to hurt
Those for whom we have a tender heart,
Because it is apparent that the difference
Of the two emotions is not too far apart. 

It is easy to love:
It takes so little time to learn:
It needs only a modicum of tenderness,
Unlike hate: That all-emotional burn. 

Unlike love – cloyed heart,
Parched tongue and slurred speech –
Loneliness begins when one’s love
Is just one millimetre from reach. 

There is unity of opposites,
Which makes us know how to care:
In order  to understand these emotions,
One must first know how to compare. 

I’ve learned the difference,
And I know what I prefer,
But there are so many of us,
Who cannot seem to concur. 

How can we hate, knowing all its harm?
How can we think of spending time
In planning and conniving to hurt
When we should consider the sublime? 

It’s so much nobler to love,
To care for man, to think of help;
Or else, like lower forms of life,
We graduate to non-thinking kelp. 

So put away all thoughts of hate,
It leads in no real direction;
It completely stymies creativity
And it guarantees no mental resurrection. 

Anyway, hate is such a negative emotion,
It cannot compete with love’s emotive sign.
It is clear to me that love is positive,
And is much more worth my time.