Hate Becoming Light

Enraged I was

For oh, so many years

How could it have been 

Hate leaned so heavy on my Heart?

It made no sense

As the years tumbled by

Hearing “Men are no damn good”

Hissing in my ear

Venom coursing through my veins

And yet life took my hand

And dunked me in the river of fire and freedom

Pure love growing bright

And ever more grand

I live it now

No planned programs of hate

Pulling up my roots

Casting me aside like dirt

I claim my love

Blossoming each moment

Unfurled wings of light

The Essence of Angels 

Flying in the night sky.