11 August 2012
Hatred for the people,
For the human race,
For the every simple thought,
That crosses every face,
Hatred for all colours,
Skin and hair and eyes,
For the lilt in every voice,
A lust for all demise,
Hatred for the tall, the smart,
The dumb, the short, the strange,
Hatred for the Monarch's Queen,
The Pope and all that range,
Hatred for the poor and rich,
The dogs and cats and birds,
Hatred for the charities,
Their every single word,
My friend, I thought I knew you well,
But now it seems you've swallowed hell,
I now know your pure darkest trait,
You are a burning flame of hate.
Hatred • Opuss № I