"The Hate Peddlers"

The Hate Peddler

He gives candy to the kids..When they go out to play
He gives money to the village women..As they all go
about their day..He teases and flirts with the teenage
girls..As they too fall victim to his enticing siren song..
He counsels all the young men..With muscles so virile
so anxious and strong..

He embraces all the Elders and ask them about their
needs..He hugs and kisses the Widows..While all the
time he is preparing..To soon rob each one of their naive
daughters..Of their soon to be dead young life's seeds..

For he is the Hate Peddler..Every day he lives he is
selling us his dark wares..His script is one written in
destruction and chaos everywhere..For he has an evil
agenda so mean so violent and so vile..While strapping
another one of his live bombs..To someone else's now
unsuspecting child..In his world his is the only life..
He still openly treasures..Ready to fit someone else's
life into a new body bag..He has already sacrificed in
his mind's eye..Then so carefully calculated and fully
measured..

He gets his high inhaling everyones hate..Rejoicing as
he is delivering his message of death..And injury to some
one else's gate..Which is sure to soon modify the hands..
Of some unsuspecting souls new date..With an unknown
appointment..To which they will forever certain..be so late..

He is a master of terror and a highly skilled corrupter of all..
Once you sit in his chamber of violence and horror..If your
mind is weak..You too will soon embrace his call..He skill
fully plots his many missions..Surely to bring much suffering
death injury and misery to all..

However he will always require..The sacrifice of someone
else's life and blood..Even though he will supply the water
and the dirt..He does not want his soft hands to be soiled
in his own sickening mud..While he will always do everything
he feels..Is so necessary to protect his own..For in his mind
He must always be..The supplier rigger and the trigger..For
his foul deeds..He for sure wants to become so very well
known..

Privately he feels he can never be defeated..For there
is so much hatred everywhere..Everybody truly dislikes
somebody..So he knows the need for his services..Will
always be waiting in the silence..Of the shadows so near
right there..In each one of our hearts so visible so clear..

By morning Sun he will be in Gaza..By noon Iraq and
Iran..By mid afternoon Syria Russia..By evening India
and Pakistan..With a final layover in Tibet China and
Taiwan then Japan..Then of to Cambodia with a brief stop
in Saipan..Before falling asleep for a few hours in
a back room shop..In the highlands of Afghanistan..

Evil has to always be moving is his mantra..For him
there is no night or day..Only more real Hate to Peddle..
So many too easy willing minds..He still yet has to sway..
While hiding among and behind the innocent women..The
elderly staring watching the poor children at play..While
he is so willing so eager..To sacrifice them all..As his
shield is his adopted and chosen cowardly way..

Now some might conclude he only operates in the east..
and does not work in the west..But in North and South
America..He has invested so much in..Separating us from
the rest..From the Caribbean basin..To Africa Malaysia
Myanmar and Singapore..He has set his flag of hate in each
one of us..Unwilling to say to him and his evil empire of war..
You shall not have no home in me nor mine..From this day
there shall be no more..

As a renown Peddler of Hate he can't wait..For the next
conflict to soon escalate..In his mind no price is to steep..
In order for him to get..and have his way in us all..For he is
only responding..To his dark masters hate..Lurking inside
of each one of us..To place that call..Where some among
us are still so eager to disagree argue and fight..over nothing..
at all..To soon grab a gun and so very foolishly again..React
to validate his hate..and then heed his every beck and call..

Excerpted from "The African Journals" Vol I
"The Things I Would Say To You If I Could"
Authored By Daton O. Fullard
Copyrighted 2008 © All Rights Reserved

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Comment by Yvonne/Lakotawoman on January 19, 2009 at 3:18am: Amazing writer, absolutly amazing....lovelight..

Comment by Ramadhan Meir Suissa on January 17, 2009 at 4:40pm: great insight and so skillfully written...thank you...

Comment by Charles Hill on January 16, 2009 at 10:35pm: Is this the Face of Evil? Khyber Pass Gun Culture revealed.

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Comment by Jan Marie on January 16, 2009 at 9:45pm: Your words are indeed passionate and paint a picture of separation within the human race for eons.
When we look deeply into the face of the "Hate Peddler", "Evil doer" or the countless objectified "Others" and recognize it as our own reflection in the mirror...will we deny/reject it and condemn ourselves to an eternity of vigilence against our personal terrorist? [and this game of denial will most assuredly continue!]
Or will we finally, firmly, lovingly embrace what is in us, our own fearful/greedy beast and in so doing dismantle it once and for all?
I will read your composition again and again to see whether it separates me from my hate peddler or brings
me closer to her. Believing that I objectifying hate sets it free upon the world, but taking responsibility for our own hate makes it clear and hopefully easier to end.
Thank you.

Comment by steven ray schwab on January 16, 2009 at 6:09pm: I am afraid we all are little hate peddelers.When you curse that bad driver or think badly of someone who as been accused of bad things.we wish our little hates in whispers or thoughts,thinking we have done no wrong,except we are adding to the larger picture.Not unlike a painting in progress,we are all the artists responsible for the final outcome.So try not to buy in to these small little hates like little white lies they can keep growing with each of our inputs,truly I ask be real be true be love unconditionaly

Comment by shania on January 16, 2009 at 4:51pm: Daton
You are a gift from God to us!!! Your writings are simply amazing!!! Love to read you all the time..Shania

Comment by Robert on January 16, 2009 at 10:16am: Dear Dayton,

Thank you for sharing the excerpt. Your perspective is sharp and your expression is powerful! I look forward to reading more from you! Peace and Unity, Robert

Comment by Tree on January 16, 2009 at 9:12am: Thanks! I am sure the pure hearts are strong enough to win. Tree

Comment by Charles Hill on January 16, 2009 at 5:23am: Forceful writing! I am reminded of the Good and Evil twins in the Iroquois Longhouse religion's Creation story. For every good thing created by Tarachiawagon, Tawiskaron would spoil whatever he could. The good twin was able to redeem most things, the Sun and Moon, the Three Sisters, corn, beans and squash, the rivers and their fish, the forests and their game animals. But they were also left with blights on their crops, disease, pestilence, winters, snakes and witches. Today I believe there are still 'witches' which you have described so well in your writing.

Comment by Judith Eufemia del Rosario Torres Sánchez on January 16, 2009 at 4:00am: NOW you wrote many GENIAL, I taste, I read several times and I will send my acquaintances, a pragmatic message.