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Array ( [sid] => 23415 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => A Culture of Hate. [time] => 2003-09-18 04:25:00 [hometext] => [bodytext] => A CULTURE OF HATE…(©Peter Sprenkeler)

It festers and grows…in the schools it is taught,
Souls there are sold…and hatred is bought.
From a young age hatred is well implanted,
From the cauldron of evil…in the schools is decanted.

Indoctrination is high on the agendas of teaching,
To hate another race…is the point of much preaching.
And the young so vulnerable…they too now victims of hate,
Taught from so early…passions will never abate.

A sad scenario…a child robbed of humanity,
Bred to hate…a situation of total profanity.
They will be the inheritors of the next generation,
Knowing nothing but hate for a neighboring nation.

Slogans are daubed on the classroom walls,
Hoping misfortune on their enemy falls.
And when deaths occur in the enemy's ranks,
They bow to their God…in reverent thanks.

Such is the dilemma…angst and aggression compounded,
On these foundations…hopes for peace are confounded.
It is not for a moment the children whom are at fault,
It is the adults…their hearts securely locked in Satan's vault.

He has them blinded…hate is all they can see,
And so it will be also…for innocent prodigy.
And so goes the cycle…a culture of hate,
And until Satan is evicted…will never abate.

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A Culture of Hate.

Contributed by pete on Thursday, 18th September 2003 @ 04:25:00 AM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems

A CULTURE OF HATE…(©Peter Sprenkeler)

It festers and grows…in the schools it is taught,
Souls there are sold…and hatred is bought.
From a young age hatred is well implanted,
From the cauldron of evil…in the schools is decanted.

Indoctrination is high on the agendas of teaching,
To hate another race…is the point of much preaching.
And the young so vulnerable…they too now victims of hate,
Taught from so early…passions will never abate.

A sad scenario…a child robbed of humanity,
Bred to hate…a situation of total profanity.
They will be the inheritors of the next generation,
Knowing nothing but hate for a neighboring nation.

Slogans are daubed on the classroom walls,
Hoping misfortune on their enemy falls.
And when deaths occur in the enemy's ranks,
They bow to their God…in reverent thanks.

Such is the dilemma…angst and aggression compounded,
On these foundations…hopes for peace are confounded.
It is not for a moment the children whom are at fault,
It is the adults…their hearts securely locked in Satan's vault.

He has them blinded…hate is all they can see,
And so it will be also…for innocent prodigy.
And so goes the cycle…a culture of hate,
And until Satan is evicted…will never abate.

Copyright Â© pete ... [ 2003-09-18 04:25:00]
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Re: A Culture of Hate. (User Rating: 1 )
by Wrybod on Thursday, 15th January 2004 @ 04:46:43 AM AEST
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I unreservedly stand in awe of your poetic skill. This is only the second poem of yours I've read and it is like an oasis in the desert .

That said, I think it tends to be a precision attack on a carefully chosen target. It does an excellent demolition job but suppose it is the wrong target.

You are right in your second verse.......
It is ihe very church or churches (religions) that have over the centuaries and
even today, been responsible for more conflict and grief than anything else.

I do not challenge the existence of God, that would be to fall into the very trap I am trying to escape......but it is Mans' parochial, ( ours is the one true God ) condition that is the cancer. A point well made in your poem.

I think you make a mistake in introducing Satan. He is more a creation of the church
than a reality.

bob

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