I’m not sure if you’ve noticed, but these days, it appears to me, there is a tendency to fall back on hate and fear as the easy path. I see it on the streets, people prefer these two strong emotional responses than having to bother reaching out and making a true connection.
I found this poem and wanted to share it with you, written as it was by Graves during the First World War
HATE NOT, FEAR NOT by ROBERT GRAVES
Kill if you must, but never hate:
Man is but grass and hate is blight,
The sun will scorch you soon or late,
Die wholesome then, since you must fight.
Hate is a fear, and fear is rot
That cankers root and fruit alike,
Fight cleanly then, hate not, fear not,
Strike with no madness when you strike.
Fever and fear distract the world,
But calm be you though madmen shout,
Through blazing fires of battle hurled,
Hate not, strike, fear not, stare Death out!