Looking For Hate Poem by Randy McClave

If you look for hate, you will find it!
Many times it will be much nearer
Sometimes it will be in your mirror
To find it, all you have to do is submit.

Sometimes you can say a prayer
Pretending that it's not inside of you
But, you can feel it's slime and mildew
Then you know that it is in your air.

So, why do you care or bother?
You enjoy to ridicule and hate
Maybe, it might be your own fate
It of course, was a gift by your father.

When you look inside your cup of coffee
Do you see the black or the white cream
Or maybe you just see the steam
Are you happy, or do you disagree.

He that looks for hate will find its appeal
It will be everywhere that he will look
It is even in his very own good book
There are people would rather hurt than heal.

When a man looks for hate, it will be found
Along with the loathing and its fear
To him it will become much clearer
Now unto hostility he will be known and bound.

When a man finds hatred
He will find it without any doubt
It seems to find the souls quickest route
Then unto his children, it will become sacred.

Randy L. McClave