The route of love is long
Yet precious is its course
The route of hate is wrong
And its purpose is coarse
The root of love reaps a lot
To every soul a joy filled barn
The root of hate reaps a rot
To every soul a hurt filled burn
The path of love is merciful
Pursuing the best for all
The path of hate is marshy full
Causing the bluster fall
The heart of love is caring
Thriving with unending hope
The heart of hate is scarring
Drooping like snaring rope
N G K 2014
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