Hate for Sale by Neil Gaiman

Hate for sale. All the very best 
Hate for sale. Vintage stuff.
Do my cries excite your interest? 
Lovely hate. Your life is rough.
Buy my hate. You’ll come right back for more. 
Hate for sale. Enough to start a war.
Hate the rich, the brown, the black, the poor. 
Hate is clean. And hate will make you sure.
Hate for sale. You’ll feel superior.
Hate for sale. You’ll make the news.
Hate the families who come here fleeing war. 
Hate the gay. The trans. The new. The Jews.
Don’t need to care who you detest 
Hate makes you feel a whit less scared 
To know that your group is the best 
And burn to ashes all the rest
Who will not face the real test
But showed up naked, unprepared
To be sent back, or drowned, or hurled 
back into the abyss. Your world
will be so safe, so clean, so great.
And all you needed was some hate.
Hate for sale. All the very best 
Hate for sale. Vintage stuff.
Do my cries excite your interest? 
Hate for sale. Never enough.

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Neil Gaiman has this powerful and insightful offering for us to reflect upon, with his words being spoken by Peter Kenny, and animated by Anna Eijsbouts.

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Scars Of War -Elizabeth Fontaine Grieco

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You say your calling was the Marines,
But yet your life remains apart at the seams.

You say the life of a soldier
Is what saved you from yourself,
But vivid dreams continue to haunt you
to reveal remanants of the torture,
You had to inflict.
How does the act justify the means?

You say, your honor was stolen from you!
But who stole it from you?

You say, it was the politicians in the end,
that left you scorned.

You say we fought in a senseless war,
In the end you were left feeling void,

Void of any human compassion. How could my
Countrymen have abandoned us?

Why were we such an embarrasment to them?
Our politician’s and leader’s had us believing that
it was our war as well as theirs. What enemy?
Who’s enemy? Their enemy or ours? Was it easier to forget
Those brave men who selflessly gave of themselves
For their country?

You say again, how could they have abandoned us?
No recongnition, no bands playing, just a few
Surviving pictures that tell the story of the
Suffering and the innocence we left beind,
Only to realize that it will continue to burn
In our minds and leave us scared for an eternity!

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