Fury
You would have seen wars destroying homes, You would have seen brutal killing, You would have seen family fueds, And brother going against his sibling. Hate is the one we consider the root, And try to kill it for the sake of Sanity, For hate comes like autumn, The leaves of love fall as the heart gets empty. But its the biggest problem of ours, We focus on tree and not the root, And the radicle again stands tall, This seed is Fury and hate it's shoot. Fury is the seed of hate, Fury is the seed of desire, Fury is the seed of greed, Fury is the hearts' fire.
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