The summer sun has stirred your seeds, hatred
A bitter wind blows through the weeds, hatred

Go pour another beer. Pick up a stone
Whoever shouts the loudest leads hatred

All blood is red. All children are our own
One love. Not everybody bleeds hatred

Brave in a crowd but coward when alone
At work, at home, nobody heeds hatred

Go snort a line. Pick up a traffic cone
All boys together. Hatred breeds hatred

Your country back? No country I have known
Here be all races and all creeds, hatred

Your flag is upside down, mate, and your tone
Is strident, hun. Hey, unmet needs, hatred?

There will be harvest when the weeds are mown
Love conquers all, love supercedes hatred

Call me a snowflake. Woke as to the bone
And God alone will judge our deeds, hatred

© Gail Foster 3rd August 2024