We Bought Hatred

Those seasons of strife and conflict

has taken its toll on us.

It  has passed its verdict.

Those seeds of despair planted deep into the sands of time,

Watered by the blood of the innocent,

Nourished by the sweat of peasants,

Has germinated and yielded rotten fruits; 

Fruits infested with misery,

 and fruits drenched in evil

With our hands they were  harvested.

 Each time the blood of the just is shed

and each time the rich make mockery of the poor,
Enmity is  cast down to earth

and it dwells amongst us.

With our very own hands,

We bought HATRED.





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