Hatred is one of life’s most awkward subjects. But it is real. This is how I handle it in Barefoot Prayers.
Sometimes it happens.
as I should not.
I tense up.
I go hot or, maybe,
When I have seen carelessness or
cruelty or the
abuse of power or
arrogance in action
And I have seen people hurt.
People like me.
To call it anger is true – but
it is more than anger.
Anger is like an espresso
bitter, short and with a kick that
This is something stronger. It is
Yes, capital ‘H’.
It is a bitter cup, to be sure.
But it is long and its effects are slow.
It has found a home in me.
Wormed its way through my better self
and into my soul to lay its poisonous
I feel it…
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