Free from the Hate

Maine and More 496

I grew up near the corn,

a state,

where they slap you on the back,

celebrating their “whiteness”,

imagining,

their superiority.

It is only by His mercy,

that I could see through,

their confederate banner waving,

monsters lived in their hearts,

while the Klan lived with the fire,

of hatred burning,

waiting for their turn,

 searching for a voice,

It is only by His mercy,

that I saw the truth of a mountain,

the peace of the woods,

His love, in creation,

and people,

cultures from around the world,

began speaking,

a young heart wandering in the desert,

to this day, I love India.

It is only by His mercy,

that I’m in my right mind,

loving,

instead of hating,

It’s only by His mercy.

 

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Blessings to everyone, and peace!

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

27 thoughts on “Free from the Hate

  1. Reblogged this on Haiku Journey and commented:
    Wow, two reposts on the same day. Both, from my perspective, addressing the same thing. The unspeakable, the thing I can’t yet find words to write about. It’s always, “Only by His mercy” when it could be by His love.

    1. Erika I am deeply honored and very very blessed. Awards are always wonderful, but this one is very special. Peace my friend and every good blessing to you.

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