Love And Hate Poem by Chris Noir

Must one who loves the Moon,
be the one who hates the Sun?
Must a man who loves his honor,
hate a man who loves his lust?

Are all those who love the sky,
doomed to hate the lower ground?
Do all those who dwell on land,
hate all those who dwell in clouds?

Why does love senselessly create,
another side, a side to hate?
Why does love so warm and close,
with friends and lovers give also foes?

Must a man who trusts in God,
hate the ones who disbelieve?
Must a man who freely gives,
despise all those who receive?

Are all those who love the life,
doomed to hate those who talk of death?
Do all those who pass away,
Hate us for we still have breath?

Love does not make hate to appear,
It merely leaves it room to grow,
Why is that, how can it be?
That's not meant for men to know.