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[aid] => mick
[title] => Hate is Out of Place:
[time] => 2019-06-22 23:27:45
[hometext] => Go away hate you`re not welcome here I say, go away.
[bodytext] => HATE, WAIT AM I AWAKE IN 1998?
WHAT’S REALLY AT STAKE?
WHEN WE HATE WE LOSE FAITH
AND ONE’S HEART IS OPEN TO A STRANGE FATE.
HATE STINKS AND STINKS BADLY I SAY.
IT WILL ROB ONE FROM EXPERIENCING PURE JOY, I SAY.
IT BLINDS ONE FROM SEEING,
WHAT IS AT STAKE?
NO LOVE, NO JOY, NO PEACE, NO TRUST, NO REST.
IN LIFE I CAN NOT LIVE THAT WAY.
GETTING TO KNOW PEOPLE AND THEIR CULTURE AND VIEWS
IS A BETTER PLACE.
EXPERIENCING JOY ON ANOTHER LEVEL I SAY.
HATE IS NOT USEFUL ON OUR PLANET TODAY.
IT`S TOO SMALL AND TAKES UP PLENTY OF SPACE.
HATE WILL NEVER STOP MY TRUE LIFE SUCCESS
BECAUSE I CHOOSE NOT TO HATE
NO MATTER WHO OR WHAT IT IS.
[comments] => 6
[counter] => 114
[topic] => 21
[informant] => RICHARD_CAMPBELL
[notes] => Edited for spelling, per request ~ Moderator_18 June 24, 2019
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Hate is Out of Place:
Contributed by
RICHARD_CAMPBELL
on
Saturday, 22nd June 2019 @ 11:27:45 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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HATE, WAIT AM I AWAKE IN 1998?
WHAT’S REALLY AT STAKE?
WHEN WE HATE WE LOSE FAITH
AND ONE’S HEART IS OPEN TO A STRANGE FATE.
HATE STINKS AND STINKS BADLY I SAY.
IT WILL ROB ONE FROM EXPERIENCING PURE JOY, I SAY.
IT BLINDS ONE FROM SEEING,
WHAT IS AT STAKE?
NO LOVE, NO JOY, NO PEACE, NO TRUST, NO REST.
IN LIFE I CAN NOT LIVE THAT WAY.
GETTING TO KNOW PEOPLE AND THEIR CULTURE AND VIEWS
IS A BETTER PLACE.
EXPERIENCING JOY ON ANOTHER LEVEL I SAY.
HATE IS NOT USEFUL ON OUR PLANET TODAY.
IT`S TOO SMALL AND TAKES UP PLENTY OF SPACE.
HATE WILL NEVER STOP MY TRUE LIFE SUCCESS
BECAUSE I CHOOSE NOT TO HATE
NO MATTER WHO OR WHAT IT IS.
Copyright ©
RICHARD_CAMPBELL
... [
2019-06-22 23:27:45] (Date/Time posted on
site)
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Re: Hate is Out of Place:
(User Rating: 1 ) by softerware on
Monday, 24th June 2019 @ 01:39:42 PM AEST (User
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Love this Richard!
Hate has only one redeeming feature: it burns calories!
Keep bringing us that positive energy of yours!
Who wants to be skinny anyway!!!!
Jaye |
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Re: Hate is Out of Place:
(User Rating: 1 ) by JamesStockdale on
Monday, 24th June 2019 @ 02:47:50 PM AEST (User
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I/'/m with Jaye, Richard.
I love the message. We all should. Factual and inspiring at the same time. A jewel you have written here. |
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Re: Hate is Out of Place:
(User Rating: 1 ) by speedy on
Wednesday, 26th June 2019 @ 12:28:28 AM AEST (User
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Hear, hear. Hate is wasted energy. Everyone deserves to be accepted for who they are, and life would be a lot more pleasant if there was no more hate.
Fantastic write!
Hannah B |
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Re: Hate is Out of Place:
(User Rating: 1 ) by xHeathenx on
Thursday, 27th June 2019 @ 09:41:38 AM AEST (User
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Aye, and something my mother always told me when I said I hated someone was a simple: "You shouldn/'/t hate anyone."
I/'/ve done well to heed that, and how pleasantly peaceful the world can be.
Though sometimes I wonder if not making enemies is a smart decision... that however is for another time!
-Mark |
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Re: Hate is Out of Place:
(User Rating: 1 ) by unknown_utopia on
Saturday, 29th June 2019 @ 12:46:12 AM AEST (User
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I do not hate anything
but I dislike alot of things,
good poem great topic
thanx for sharing..... |
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Re: Hate is Out of Place:
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Sunday, 30th June 2019 @ 08:34:18 AM AEST (User
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I love joy
when I see joy
I respect love
when I see love
I get all shy when
I hear a heart filled
song when I am
around people
some people have
a heart so big
I feel proud being
around here
here, I grew up
in the sixties
my older siblings
were keen on
Van Morrison
Into the Mystic
magnificently we
would fold into the
mystic,
not knowing how or why
I suppose it was poetry
and music
all I remember it
was easy back then
being poor
nobody is born to hate
I will never stop
saying
Peace! |
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