The Hatred Kingdom

In the kingdom of hatred, heavy hangs the name, by some an even grosser name, but its still all the same. The distress is how capably hatred and envy destroy the weak, while their golden words only varnish what lies beneath. The fire that blazes is by those who have committed such horrors and find no punishment, nor guilt. Life has become a path of thorns and thistles, and we try hard not to feel the stings. But in truth, we praise God for the good and blame the devil for the bad, while no one accepts blame for ones actions, unless theyre good. They all claim theyre suffering, but are blind to others; we close our eyes and hope it all goes away, knowing that deeds speak louder than words. The passage of proof lies within each one of us; we make our own salvation or damnation in the hatred kingdom.