Hate’s venom spits it’s life shattering words,
It seeks out goodness and love,
Twisting its words into a web of lies,
Truth is lost in Hate’s clever traps.
When I was caught in Hate’s snare,
I frantically clutched at every useless escape,
But, there was no way out,
Caught in the headlights of a freight train,
Mesmerised by destruction’s glare,
Death seemed to be my best option.
I believed the lies,
They surrounded me,
Chasing me from morning to night,
I belonged nowhere,
Deserted by everyone,
My nightly cry for help,
The tears of deep sorrow cried,
Were heard by God,
My nightly lament of loneliness,
Was transformed by loving care,
The frightening new day,
Replaced by merciful words,
Belonging found in truth’s loving sounds,
The day dawns with hopeful light,
A celebration of my life,
Death’s ugly hateful stare,
Has no horror for me,
I embrace each day with courageous hope