Sunday, April 21, 2013

This poem is dedicated to those who seek revenge for the evil acts of others...

© 2012 Syneeda Penland

Hidden behind a mask
your face I dare reveal,
will you tear my heart into pieces,
my identity will you steal?!

To practice you is an art
one I've yet to master,
the wrath your kin left behind
was an emotional disaster.

Hate is your brother
human kind he does not pity,
he dwells within each of us
his nickname is misery.

He's afraid the be alone
afraid he'll be forgotten,
his stench is so foul
his soul is dead and rotten.

Peace is your sister
she forgives and shines her light,
if your look up at the stars at night
her heart shines so bright.

Protected by her mother,
love is her name,
embarrassed by hate
she lives quietly in shame.

Oh Father God, I cry out to you
I beg of you, to rescue us from pain,
deliver us from hate,
embrace us with your name!

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