Why hate?
When you can love.
Why go down,
When theres always above?
Why follow everyone,
when your not a sheep?
Why have nightmares?
when you can have dreams.
I hate because
its easier than love.
You can settle for Hell
or reach for the Heavens.
Does it really matter,
committing no sins,
compared to all seven?
Is it not your fantasy book,
with that shepherd so bleak,
whom loves us all.
Both evil
and weak.
