Undoing The Chords Of Hate
A Poem
Published in
Jan 5, 2021
I glared, reveling tender faces
Their infant lips and lovely voices
Each, a reflection of harmless beauties
Chords of innocence wrapped in smiles
Of tiny hearts that know no hate
Pricked by thongs of hunger pains,
They let it pass after their fill
I’m left flooded with inquiries
Where did we pick up hate?
Why do we have racists?
I didn’t see a racist face
I didn’t see a narcissist
I didn’t see a feminist
No sign of misanthropy,
On those tiny faces
Just humanity in purity
Oh earth reclaim thy innocence
Devoid of hate and pestilence
Let hearts return to infancies
Forgiving and healing earth’s agony
This poem was inspired by the story “The Chord Between Love And Hate” by Annelise Lords. A special thanks to her for sharing.
