Free Verse—History

Laughter and sorrow,

Exist as one.

Sing a song of marriage,

Of happy parties,

Of Joy.

Sing a song of genocide,

Of hate, and of death.

They coexist together,

In the magnificent thing in which we're constantly

Reminded of.


History always repeats itself.

And true, every day.

Hate still exists,

Even though we know it kills.

But so does love,

And so does peace.

War and Peace?
Love and Hate?

School Shootings,

Praying at school.

Why are we a culture so doomed to hate?

Why are the youth blamed?