There’s love everywhere
It just seems that the few
Who can’t find it are full
Of hate & rage and that they
Seem to want revenge on
Those who’ve found it

More proof that
Money isn’t a little
King sitting upon his baby
Highchair who doesn’t
Know a God Damn thing
About hope or kindness

Monsters are real
Monsters exist because
They’ve never felt the
Love that’s missing in
Their empty unfeeling

Souls

Trying to fill that void
That hole with revenge
Against all those who
Have truly found it

Of any color
Race or creed

~ R.M. Engelhardt
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