I don't hate them because they are white,
which would be some people's proclivity.
I don't hate them because they are black,
which would be another peoples' penchance.
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Very relevant poem! I don't hate them but I despise because they lie like an overfed donkey.
To hate is to debate whether to leave or stay. The day will come when a decision must be made.
Hopefully, the means will come when a decision must be made. It's boiling down to an economic reason I stay. My emotions feel they need to leave.