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The Proliferation of Hatred

This poem reflects on the spreading chain of hatred that grows in a world unable to stop brutal wars. Even when the battlefield lies far away, distorted information, irresponsible rhetoric, and the tendency to speak of war as if it were a game intensify anger, disgust, and helplessness within people’s hearts. The poem questions not only political leaders but also societies that tolerate such realities or remain indifferent to them. It calls on readers not to turn away from reality, to confront the roots of anger and hatred, and to resist being carried along by manipulated narratives. Ultimately, it stands as a warning against the cowardice of indifference.

  

“The Proliferation of Hatred”

 

People unable to stop a brutal war—

for some reason, we feel anger

even greater than toward the leaders who began it.

 

Resentment rises toward countless strangers

we will never meet.

For some reason, an unforgivable hatred emerges.

 

People who speak of horrific realities

as if they were a game—

for some reason, we feel anger

even greater than toward the politicians standing at the front.

 

Disgust grows toward their calm, cold attitudes.

For some reason, an unbearable suffocation fills the heart.

 

People who casually distort distant battles

as victories—

for some reason, we feel anger

even greater than toward those who panic at the enemy’s counterattack.

 

Cowards among nations

who join the war without calling it unjust.

For some reason, an uncontrollable rage arises.

 

People too incompetent to foresee the end—

for some reason, we feel anger

even greater than toward soldiers fighting with desperate resolve.

 

The illusion of a short war collapses,

and the tragedy of a deepening quagmire appears.

For some reason, our hearts tremble

with the grief of fathers and mothers.

 

People who drag the world into turmoil

and disrupt the global economy—

for some reason, we feel anger

even greater than toward leaders who shift the blame for war.

 

A sense of guilt grows

toward the peaceful lives we enjoy far from the front.

For some reason, our hearts break

under the weight of helplessness.

 

We must not turn our eyes away from reality.

Let us face the roots of anger and hatred.

 

We must not surrender ourselves

to distorted manipulation of information.

Let us refuse to grow accustomed

to accepting and tolerating it.

 

We must not leave a society of inaction unattended.

Let us warn ourselves

against the cowardice called indifference.

 

Written March 16, 2026.

A record of a world shaken by the turmoil of the Middle East.

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