Hatred

Hatred

A Poem by Friday Junior
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It's not love!

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Hurt the kid!
He's a pain to his parents
If they only knew what he went through
The hatred that was inherent
A drunken father
Drowning in his misery
He can bring forth a family
And desert them equivalently 
So he left to fight in the war
He loved no more
Vengeance was his only score
And family wasn't there anymore
So fight to kill
Find adrenaline and thrill
Fight to kill
Find that inner adrenaline fill...
He died in the field
Without a friend
He died with a seal
It was his end
So fight to kill
Find adrenaline and thrill
Fight to kill
Find that inner adrenaline fill...

© 2016 Friday Junior


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Added on December 13, 2016
Last Updated on December 13, 2016

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Friday Junior
Friday Junior

Sudbury, Ontario, Canada



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My name is FridayJunior and I have written poetry, lyrics and orchestrated small time musical endeavors for 33 years. I work with guitar, vocals, piano and music as a Sound Propagation Technician. I g.. more..

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