Like the resemblance of figure one and eight,
the rhythms don't tally.
The songs of love and hate,
parade the air and ears as they elegantly wait,
like contestants in a pageantry contest,
at the gate of each heart,
to whose heart the verse of love enters,
therein shall be warmth and calmness.
To whose heart the lyric
of hate dwells,
in there shall live coldness and war.
Like the similarity between the dead and living,
their melody doesn't stand in harmony.
As one preaches peace and unity,
the other teaches diversity
and shows multifariousness.
Like the gentle and loud voice in the soul of man,
each speaks hoping that the soul of man yields to its voice,
to him who listens to the gentle voice shall receive peace and joy,
to him who listens to the loud voice shall receive insecurity and sorrow.
The songs of love and hate,
fills the air and ears,
it waits to make he who listens
feel the outcome of its lyrics.
The songs of love and hate,
like a cat and dog,
chase the hearts of men towards different directions,
and make them arrive at different ends and bends,
at different times.
The similarity between the two songs is the difference
and the influence it has on the mind of the chooser.
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Blurt.
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.
