Love and Hate: An Essay (Not really a poem)

Two emotions rain supreme over our hearts. Love so pleasant and fulfilling, and Hate, so angered and lost. Love attained will complete an entire soul, sending two people into a fit of confusion welcomed. Never will the heart soar so high as in the name of love, and never will the heart feel as incomplete, as when their love is not near. Hate puts people into a state of misguided idealogy, as acts of brutal savagery take place, along with blind eyes looking nowhere but down. Those dressed in robes of white or wearing that swastika with pride, all products of ignorance perhaps. An entire life can be ruined and lost without significance, or live in history alongs the lines of infamy. With love an apathy arises where nothing greater awaits? Possibly, yet to die in the arms of that one person, well.... very few can achieve such bliss. Days grow quicker as nights fly by,which is why, every moment is yearned to be spent together, for a second apart is one more lost. An act of hatred is done by a person without conscience, or one so lost and green that they, themselves, have not the faintest idea of who they are. Towers crumble, and bodies lay lifeless, at the hands of a maniacal mind. Crosses burn with smoke suffocating, and children are hung from the grips of a gallow. Tears are shed, those that are happy, as where once a void lay, there now is a light. Tears are shed in weeping and mourning fashion, as those that are lost, have gone incomplete. Love. This is a place where a soul grows complete, not just one, but two, as the future is no longer feared. And death? They can rest easier knowing that love is forever. Hate. This is a place where souls go to die. Alone, scared and forever in vain.Another philosophical piece that goes without saying. It's just something that came out, and I had to write it down. Bryan Written April 12th, 2002 © on Apr 12 2002 06:55 AM PST   0 • 10