I always hate to those,
Who deceive others.
I feel joy and pleasure,
To help down troddens.
I hate to those,
Who pain others.
But I treat everyone,
Like all are my brothers.
I always find myself busy,
To raise idles and dizzy.
To give life to others,
Is not very easy.
I hate to serve in heaven,
But I love to reign in hell even.
I hate to narrow minded ness,
To widen our thoughts is my business.

Original poem written by @oodeyaa

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