Twins Entwined

 

Daisies are springing on the lawn,

dandelions are poking their heads

standard bearers for Spring.

 

Hate killed hate, and even more

hate killed hate.

Hate kills.

I prefer love.

I hate hate.

 

Morning birds charm us with their song,

early workers drive down the street,

the city wakes to another day

as we wake to another horror.

 

Death and hatred.

the twins entwined,

good folk besotted

bad people as always,

bad.

 

When I luxuriate in the sun

I appreciate my fortune.

When I turn on a tap

I appreciate water.

When I breathe

I know life.

 

Good people espouse terrible views,

bad people spout beautiful fantasy,

we all live our deluded lives

as the flowers bloom.