Slaying those feeling out of hatred from ignorance

Incapable of climbing the ladder and reaching for remote feelings

Cradling the emotions of truth, waiting to be discovered

In every crevice and depth they hibernate, waiting for the curious eyes 

To find and befriend them without threatening their existence

Unfortunate, so many feelings becoming rare from unrefined behaviour

Inciting jealousy and vulgarity to wreck the sanctity of creativity

When contemporary becomes regressive and gets entangled in its wrath

Inferno of hatred consume the soul of art; a rapacious act


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