Hatred In Charge

By Jim Hagarty

The easiest thing to do is to hate.
It requires no effort at all.
Somebody does some terrible thing,
Onto them all our hatred must fall.

But anger and hatred are two different things
As different as night and day.
While anger can bring about healthy change
Hatred just wants its own way.

Nothing permanent, nothing good
Has hatred ever achieved.
Its victories are hollow, its legacy bad,
Huge wreckage that can’t be believed.

And yet we carry on fighting,
And seem not to have learned a thing.
Hatred is gathering steam again,
Its darkness and coldness to bring.

Author: Jim Hagarty

I am a 72-year-old retired journalist, busy recovering from a lifelong career as an unretired journalist. This year marks a half century of my scratching out little fables about life. My interests include genealogy, humour and music. I live in a little blue shack in Canada and spend most of my time trying to stay out of trouble. I am not that good at it. I also spent years teaching journalism. Poor state of journalism today: My fault. I have a family I don't deserve, a dog that adores me, and two cars the junk yard refuses to accept. My prized possessions include my old guitar and a razor my Dad gave me when I was 14 and which I still use when I bother to shave. Oh, and my great-great-grandfather's blackthorn stick he brought from Ireland in the 1850s. I have only one opinion but it is a good one: People take too many showers.