Love and hate are matters of the heart
Cannot be enforced by law
Or threats of war
A simple fact
Those without insight
Fail to comprehend
You cannot "demand" love at gun point
Lawsuits, might win you a case
But never once, a genuine smile
Premium bank accounts guarded by guns
Might surround you by bowing hypocrites
Respect however, you could never buy
Love and respect are earned
By kindness, humbleness
Compassion, honesty and fairness
Your humanity and overall character
Or denied, by lack thereof
Love and hate are matters of the heart
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Palestine
PoetryHere,where the hills slope before the sunset and the chasm of time near gardens whose shades have been cast aside, we do what prisoners do we do what the jobless do, we saw HOPE. A bunch of poems about our beloved Palestine.
