hated hating hatred

seems these days that it's not the ones who conflicts against the revolution
but the ones who can not figure out the right things to say that make it out alive
with winging and second guessing
flukes and coincidence making every waiting moment just not worth reading into
You twist and turn trying to make it to the end without saying a word
a word worth listening to
a word sweet and short
just the temptation to go against the ones who are not liking the way we write
the way we read and listen and learn and everything we try differently
when something is worth the trouble we mistrust someone to give
we read the arrows the wrong way round
going to one and not the other
threatening the one thing everyone needs but not quite sure what your trying to look into
what is it your reading?
with a bit of charm and wit we fall to one side
you think of the higher ways to escape
but the ones that really know the truth stand beyond the doors
the weakened whither under the pressure but you stood a foot too close to the line
dragging you back in and telling you better
but would you listen
so I'll give you hint and a tip

Don't look back and don't look too far forward
your presence is what makes the special
secret to what you think
you'll find that it's not life that breaks you down
it is you who breaks life down
to manage one bit at a time
not the stone that drops you haven't heard
you feel the anger and violence build to but an "urgh"
the fountain should dry because there is a nothing bump in the round where the path has led
Not perfect but a road worth learning about
with memories and understanding much to our consent.
don't be the hating
don't feel the hatred
don't think the hated
be wiser
be stronger
be smarter