Advocating Hate For World Peace

Why does the world have so much hate within it?

I could advocate for world peace but that would only be a lost cause.

I can hope and wish for it, but even then I would always know that not only would that not happen, but it would be impossible.

The idea of something perfect in this world, it’s impossible.

Is it Pandora’s fault? Eve’s? Where did hate begin?

What made the color of someone’s skin something to hate?

The preference of who they love?

What idea did we ever get to actually believe that we are better off than another person?

That we, because our gender, our skin color, or our sexual orientation makes us more human than another.

The thought of hating someone, feeling something so strong against them and their being, because who they are or choose to be, is a sickening thought.

Should I assimilate?

Not hate but rather hide the fact that the idea of hate revolts me.

Should I tell them I believe in their hate?

Maybe then the pain of loving will stop.

Then will my world find peace?