Guest Poet Charles Strickland
LET THE HATE GO
Let the hate go,
All over the land,
Peace can be at hand,
That's all that can stand,
Between you and fellow man.
Hate doesn't hurt your enemies so,
It just eats at your soul,
And brings you below,
So low.
So love your fellow man,
And help him when you can.
It will do more good for you,
And neither of you will be blue.
November 1997
Charles Strickland's Questions:
Does the reader think that hate hurts you more
than it does the person that you hate?
What do people gain from hate?
Correspond with Charles Strickland at
mar@ecr.net
with your ideas about this poem.
The Albany Poetry Workshop