Because Of Hate Poem by PHIL WINTER

Because of hate, there is war!
In times of war,
There is a bloody end.
A clash of guns!
A roar of bombs!
They fill the air
With death and fear.
because of hate, there is war!
in times of war,
The young, the old, the innocent, they all perish!
Earth cannot yield!
Crops wither and die!
hunger, misery, and the stench of death,
overwhelm the living.
Because of hate, there is war!
In times of war,
There is no peace, no love, no happiness!
let us stop the hate and end the war!
And allow peace, justice and happiness,
To take their place!