Seeds of hate sown upon fertile minds,

Lending to myriads of faceless believers

Caught in the evil of these times.

Numbed by terror and blinded by fear,

Their numbers continue to grow

Like the black roses of war that

Unmercifully fill every hillside.

Vines of shame, with thorns of disdain,

They multiply, spreading mistrust,

Choking the essence of freedoms pain.

They crawl like angry serpents

From a rancid shallow grave,

Blotting out the hope of peace,

Destroyers of life and all that remains.