The seeds of hate are sown in bands of love,
two passions budding in a common ground.
The flower and the thorn forever bound,
a destiny that one must rise above.
Familial ties provide a fertile field
to grow resentments in the blackened soil.
Embittered children find ways to despoil
their heritage, and thus their fates are sealed.
When guilt accompanies every act of rage,
and fear lurks just beneath devotion’s word,
love’s ultimate extinction has occurred,
and horror causes links to disengage.
Yet only from within can the heart heal,
restoring heritage to the ideal.























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