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 Daton O Fullard on January 16, 2009 at 3:55am
It will come because of People like us Kimberly..Thank you for your kind words
Comment by David Gould on January 16, 2009 at 2:40am
Aaeron...The industry of war maybe completely dependent on hate...but the industry of Peace is completely dependent on love.

Daton...man I loved your lines
as they showed the utter contempt
that peddlers of hate have towards
all other lifeforms on earth
I hope you write the other side
The Peddlers of Love and Peace.
Comment by Sandman on January 16, 2009 at 1:56am
I wish this was memorized in schools everywhere in the world-bless you my brother and thank you.
Comment by Tim on January 16, 2009 at 1:24am
Hi Daton,

Great words so beautifully crafted. But while I wholeheartedly agree with the sentiment of the poem I DO NOT AGREE with the title of the article. We cannot afford to keep the hate peddlers away from IPEACE. They are our victims ... They are the people whom we need to change. Through this powerful 'wrap' poem (excuse an old man not knowing the difference) there is a remote possibility that at least one of our victims can be affected ... just one soul can be brought back to humanity and rescued from a violent present. NO. We should embrace challenges from the sources of violence and try to convince them that there is a better way.

Keep the spirit rolling ...

Love in IPEACE,

Tim
Comment by Gilmar Mattos on January 16, 2009 at 12:42am
Fantastic. I agree : you're a gifted writer. Congratulations.
Comment by Donald Anderson on January 16, 2009 at 12:22am
The Peddlers of Hate wish for power and fame. If only we could show them that the fame is actually notoriety and the power actually belongs to the heart strengthened by love and understanding.
Comment by earview on January 15, 2009 at 11:31pm
the negative cannot exist without attention. I long for peaceful poetry and pros, if the world is a reflection of our thought, how can this help us imagine beautiful, peaceful things? this writing made me feel dark, lonely and helpless...initially. I'm seriously considering leaving this group. peace, smiles and laughter to everyone
Comment by Stephanie on January 15, 2009 at 10:34pm
Like I said, we are looking at the words of a genius poet!!! Mark my words....this poet is going to make it big!
Words said on Jan 15, 2009. He's a born natural!!
Comment by Boanergess on January 15, 2009 at 10:15pm
Very Eloquent keep up the good work.
Comment by Debra Silver on January 15, 2009 at 10:08pm
wow...thank you for finding the words to so broadly and so clearly describe this danger to the sanity of the world and the vibrant healed vision of the earth we all cherish...masterful indeed!

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