Hate
I don’t understand,
how a world with so much good can be so bad.
Poverty,
sickness,
desperation,
war.
What is it that keeps us from peace?
It’s time to take a stand.
Against everything and everyone who tells us we can’t.
That the world will never change.
We are in charge of our own future.
We are the future.
It’s the decisions we make today
that decide our fate.
So don’t do anything in hate.
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