Letras
I've been thinking a lot lately about hating
What eats at the heart of hate
Because you know I hate people every day
I hate tourists on Oxford Street
I hate children on the tube
And I hate slow walkers stopping me getting to my train
I wanna grab their faces, say with all that rages
Get out of my fucking way
But I don't, because I know my hatred is a ghost
It's a quick flick switch, a brief lip wink
It's a fake shade of hate, just a frustration of place
I mean don't get me wrong, I'm not a saint
I dislike a fair few people
But that's not the same as hating
That's not the same as wanting to stamp on their faces
Haters always gonna hate, they say
And in some places if you ain't got hatred you ain't got status
So let's play with the face of hate
Hate me for a moment
Hate everything I am
Hate me
Hate me
Hate me
Hate me because I am different to you
Hate my words and my brothers too
Hate me for my body, the ends of my fingertips
Hate my skin, my pigmentation
Hate me for the sensations I share with another in bed
Hate me for my private moments
Hate the tears I've shed and the hopes I've shared
Hate my thoughts and fears and dreams
Hate the man I might yet be
Then take your hate away and make it something great
Nurture your hatred, feed it and mould it like clay
Stoke out its embers until its coals glow red
Sculpt it like glass being blown
Till it fits the shape of your soul
And hate will heat you in the cold
Hate will be there when you're alone
When you're alone
And at this point I would speak of the crimes of hate
Of screaming "ugly" at a woman in a magazine
Of a woman in Iran stoned because she was raped
And yes this poem is about hate crime
But it's also about why
It's about Cameroon, Uganda and Russia
It's about a neighbour hating another
Men deciding on abortion rights and Europe losing the right wing fight
The right wing fight
It's about LGBT
It's about immigrants
It's about anti-Semitism in Hungary
And Pegida rising in Germany
It's about Orlando
It's about invading mosques
It's about a jungle in Calais
And a black boy shot on the streets in the USA
It's looking at a human race
That sometimes seems consumed and wasted by hatred
It's standing up to that and saying
I am not afraid