I love you
I hate him
For others not one bit
Some folks only like their own
Others, care not a whit
Lots of range from love to hate
And adverbs addin’ style
The wonder of my love for some
While others raise my bile
The fierceness of my love
The deepness of my hate
Such flowery intensity
Emotional language play
But so much about a person
Comes from things beyond their control
Bad spin on the wheel of life
Wrong place, wrong time, wrong genetic code
Some people from a shitty family in a shitty place
Can still come up smelling like roses
But it takes tremendous work, and/or tremendous luck
On the other hand
Most people from happy families in happy places
Can come up smelling like roses
Unless they refuse to work, and/or have tremendous bad luck
The older I get, the more I regret
My harsh judgements on some folks
Everybody is fighting a different fight
I should respect their struggles more
So I’m changing my tune when I speak
Going peaceful way of doves
I will no longer talk of hate
Only degrees of love
So happy holidays everybody
I love you all
But don’t get too carefree
While true I love everybody
It’s still a matter of degrees