It creeps up quietly, like a silent thief,
Stealing peace, and causing pain and grief.
It lurks in shadows, where no one can see,
A dark force, that's as real as can be.
Invisible hate, a destructive force,
A poison that spreads, with no remorse.
It eats away at love, and destroys our trust,
Leaving wounds, that are hard to adjust.
It's a fire that burns, with no visible flame,
A storm that rages, with no visible rain.
It's a virus, that spreads, with no cure,
A wound, that festers, until it's pure.
Invisible hate, is a cancer of the soul,
A thief, that takes, and leaves us cold.
It's a curse, that we must break,
A demon, that we must conquer and shake.
For hate is not the answer, to our fears and our pain,
It's a burden, that we must all refrain.
Let us choose love, and spread peace and light,
For only then, will we conquer this night.
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