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O, hatred!

I accept you for all that you are

And consume you as a fuel

To curse every parasite

Co-opting craft to create war

Craving their own personal Canaan

Fabricating an idol from manure

A vain attempt to bless such vile bloodlust

Let me alone, that I may destroy them, and blot out their names from under heaven

I accept such folk for all that they are

Cultural vampires

Chained to the fallacy of tradition

Lurking in a bastion of sand

As the tide rolls in

Let the heavens shine on thee

To become what you are meant to be

Ashes crumbling into the sea

I accept you for who you are

A stain on the fabric we weave

A blight for which I shall not grieve

On the day you cease to breathe