Hate

want better than a mean spirit
covetous
treacherous
vicious
underhanded
from years past

a beautiful race

suffer
broken
no hope

lost love and trust
these qualities being in all

hurt
shame
loss

indifferent
swept out of the path
so telling

end
this
now

Tori Burris Inkley
6/8/20

[Blackout Poetry – excerpt from The Prince and the Pauper by Mark Twain]

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