My Choice

The hate has become
so comfortable,
so logical,
so acceptable…
In fact,
if I do not hate
along with all the others
my heart is questioned
and then,
condemned.
There was a day
when I would have pretended
just so I could be
one of the crowd.
But today,
I will not hate
for anything or anyone…
For, you see,
I lived way too many days in hate
to know:
if I stay there long enough,
it will rot my soul.

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