Four Seasons

Hate

               Soul of darkness, restrain thys tongue; for it is cunning. Filth is all that follows; destruction of character is its Victory. Demons with in embrace thy's fragile heart; torment sorrow is all they know. Listen no more; shunned them a song of love. Begone from site, come no more; for love overcomes thy's desolated heart. Thy know's nothing of light; be kind, patient; utter no more what is defile to life's virtues. Thee is family; here always/Forever; waiting unto thy's invitation. Resist thee no longer; succumb to evil; I am here; "IP" whose always been, will always be; your son; Father see Thee not as a monster, for imperfection has been man's fall from existence. Be hateful not to thee; Hate is strong; but thee's Love is overwhelming, overshadowing darkness to light. Hate thee no more

                                       Hate IS Love