In the shadow of hate’s cold embrace,
Where warmth is lost without a trace,
Hearts once tender, now replaced,
By bitterness and hardened grace.

Rivers of anger carve their path,
Through lands of sorrow, fueled by wrath,
Voices echo in the aftermath,
Of love forgotten in hate’s dark bath.

The sun sets on a world divided,
Where bridges crumble, hopes derided,
Yet in the silence, dreams are guided,
To seek the peace that hate has chided.

In the dawn of understanding’s light,
May we cast aside hate’s blight,
And find in love a gentle might,
To heal the wounds and end the fight.