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Don’t pass judgment on me, until you’ve resurrected my pain and feel what flows through me each day.

Life is a hate we all taste
absorbed by our intentions to harm
devoured by hatred lurking under the flesh
Deep within, we brew hatred for another
not understanding why we chew on them
Watch as the wound stretches
consuming everything we’ve said
No meaning to our words
we’re better off silenced

Categories: Poetry
Tags: #Life

Comments (4)

  • Luis Ullán . March 16, 2012 . Reply

    Another great piece of poetry. I feel this very passionate, man. “watch as the wound stretches
    consuming everything we’ve said”. I love that sentence!

    • (Author) Bradley Howington . March 16, 2012 . Reply

      Thank you, Luis! The wound gets bigger and bigger each day, as more people continue to spill hate. If they’d leave their hatred concealed, the world would be a better place.

  • Beth Winter . March 16, 2012 . Reply

    Words can be viable, destructive weapons, as can silence. It is too bad humans can’t be nicer to each other. Strong, compelling poetry, Brad

    • (Author) Bradley Howington . March 16, 2012 . Reply

      I completely agree with you Beth, darling. Hopefully change will come one day. Thank you, love!

      🙂

      :heart:

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