I love to hate
I love to hate disjointed Nations, the hatred of two hundred and seventeen thousand years under the harmful influence of cloistered gods. I hate sugarbirds of ice, hay, and alum. I love to hate a bloody face with immense doors opened to the abyss. The hatred of broken economies of expansionist countries on millions of naked people treated like beasts. Nations who adopt the simple hate weapons of crime and sleep over, who drink the starving pottage of the hottest blood of the day.
