The Weight of Hate
Hate has been with us for as long as time Woven through history, like rhythm and rhyme From podiums down to corners of our streets Under the guise of pride, it does not retreat With religion, race, even skin colour at its core We live divided, hate turns strangers to foes So many fight over borders, gods and flags, And so many innocents end up with toe tags Politics divides us as much as other beliefs And corruption reigns, while people grieve Some don’t vote, because our ‘leaders’ lie Believing false promises, while children cry Even gender has become a battlefield And ‘equality’ is a fight where nobody yields Orientation and identity are a whole other mess Where it will all end, is anyone’s guess Class still divides the very streets we walk From the meals we eat, to the way we talk No matter where we live, or what our background Ultimately, we end up beneath the same ground Race and culture, so often misunderstood What is wrong to some, to others is ...