DESTINATION HATRED

From love to hatred,
It’s not a long path,
All it takes is an angel’s wrath,
To make a jump where hatred lasts,

The opposites reside on either bank,
Of a river that knows no end,
But when the path is pursued by thee,
The river too listens to the worthy plea,

It contracts, shrinks,
And the banks are close,
The jump is made,
And something broke,

The bones are intact,
And hard is the fact,
The heart unknown,
Bore the impact,

Once upon the other sand,
It expands again and knows no end,
Now, hail to all, it’s end of the path,
“Destination hatred” through an angel’s wrath!