The unborn child was unseen
By the masses of prying eyes.
Neither devil nor divine
Claim them of the same species.
The worst cantankerous voices
Shot blades of hate into
The eyes of the innocent.
Love laid where love shouldn’t,
Seeping into the cracks of the uncanny.
Hate bred on hate until its clenched fists
Scorched the fingers of love.

Strange.
Strange it is to hate the person who is on the same team.
Strange.
Strange it is to hate how another person loves