Distant minds that hate others with passion
For similar and weak cowardly ways
With no remorse, heart or soul - they attack
Bringing it home to us in our sad day
It is a circle, a dance of some sort
Where in truth each side is the same of course
Only a puppet on a string that moves
In rhythm to how others manipulate
The voices they listen to intimidate
And turn them on each other with confusion
If only they could see the truth inside them
They would not hide in fear of those unknown
Instead reach out their hands in open love
No longer a pawn in a game of chess
They now look at their lives and see the mess
Disgusted and shamed, they shake their heads
Opening their eyes, to let the tears flow
It is a new day for those that know
A window has been opened to know peace
Throwing out the hate for sweet loves release
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