Hate Loves Green
By Shawn R. Jones
Hate throws bricks.
It knows
I’m not quick
enough to duck.
But guess what?
It misses me anyhow.
I live in clouds with my
Brown skin in white shrouds
Of “I can do anything.”
Hate loves green, and
Greed makes mean
Folks smile.
While they hurl bricks
I build thick walls to
Surround the grounds
Of my castle.
*I am going to write an unedited quickie poem a day in hopes that some day they will be publishable.
i love this. greed makes mean. alot of truth in this piece. good job
Thank you : )
Brilliant commentary on how hate can really take over people. The rhythm in this poem is fantastic, and I think it really adds to the determination the speaker feels.
Love this!!