Don't Carry Hate Like A Religion

© 2019 Mark Cote

high on a hill
one point of view
one color paint
one knotted shoe

dark cloud rises
without a sound
but words you say
lie all around

he hates the sun
hates the moon
hates the way
lovers swoon

(chorus) don't carry your hate like a religion
                  jaded eyes lost in confusion
                  turn it away
                  all shades are grey
                  don't carry your hate like a religion


nothing is right
if everything is wrong
is that where
you want to belong


something to learn
from points of view
a rainbow looks better
with multiple hues

he hates the sun
hates the moon
hates the way lovers swoon

(chorus)