Love/Hate

When I was little,

I heard the story of a man who set the world aflame

He relished in destroying its beauty

And seizing something that was not his to claim

I always wondered,

how could he have done such an atrocious thing?

bury the dead

like it was a seed to fame

and maybe it was

because I never forgot his name

but I know at some point

he saw the good in the world

and how the water soothed his aching pain

until someone he loved

pushed him into the water’s roaring rage

So he changed.

and created massive flames

thinking in his twisted head

that this is what’s best

so no one will have to feel what he felt

in this strange game

that’s how you know love can change

to something dark and inhumane

I hope you will not let the burning pain

turn you into a raging flame

I hope you’ll forgive

and tend to the water so it can help someone else forget about their aching pain