Hate (So Long)

A Poem by Brigitta Beam

Hate controls us sometimes more than we ever wanted it to. Let it go and let God.

most likely I
would end
up at the
bottom
of this hole
why did I even
try to
do
anything
why did I even
let my
feelings get
the best
of
me
how pitiful am
I that
I could let my
self be
controlled
by this little
thing
called
hate
why did I give
Satan the
control over
my mind
to start hating
people, innocent
people
who were only doing
what
they thought was best
hate eats away
at your
whole being
not relenting
until
you tell Satan to
leave
you alone
and
demand that he
leave you be
just think of
all
the
time that
was wasted hating people
and how much pleasure
Satan
had controlling
your
mind with
those thoughts
all I can say
is God
take this hate
and
Satan leave
me now
for I will not
let this
hate control
me any longer