There are no passions that are so great
of the feelings we have of Love and Hate.
For as one brings to us the greatest of pleasure,
the other brings anger in no short measure.

Hatred consumes with a fire in our heart,
welled up indignation it tries to impart
Connecting emotions with lust and spite,
feeding itself with a rage to ignite

Hatred can sallow through passage of time,
compassion and understanding will sublime.
For hate to survive it needs to be fed
so give pitty to hate with fervour instead