Hatred

Hatred is a permanent thing
carried across generations;
thus, is not lost
until whole families are wiped out:
seed, branch and root.

Hate is never outgrown,
greed and pride are strong motivations,
and cost not known
until wills are passed hand-to-hand
and the acreage gone.

 It’s a sorry land
that cannot accept earthly change
that we can’t control,
but forced by law must accept,
so lose advantage.  

And so in the end, succumb
and be forced to simply accept
defeat,
or choose to fight to the death,

a fight we can never win, 
but destroy more lives
and force divides ever wider.
And the earth…

 the earth that once was once so fair 
become a den of hyenas
with nary a lion or lamb,
still alive, in sight.