Hate is not the opposite of love
Indifference is feeling nothing
Not caring, not giving
Emptiness is that cold place
Where hate grows
Especially if someone tries to take what’s yours
A good man can be forced bad
Evil rises in the fertilizer of animosity
As a man witnesses the disrespect
It calls to his soul to destroy the aggressor
With steel determination
Iron resolve
The lionheart strikes out
To decimate the interloper
Of the man’s love
No quarter given
No mercy implied
If you try to take another man’s love
It’s a quick way to die.

An Original Poem by H.R. Beebe