On Transcending Anger and Hate

Perhaps one has to reach a certain age
To finally transcend the anger of
Life which so often burns us in our youth
To gain perspective and escape from rage
Evolving through unselfishness to love
In the service of meaning and of truth

Perhaps one needs to live for quite awhile
To be able to accept with a smile
That there is so much which does not make sense
To learn to shrug the shoulders shake the head
Move past defensiveness as a defense
Finding some sense before being found dead

But then again there are angry old men
Some people never seem to get it straight
Consumed by the sin of pride from within
That there is no hope to be found in hate

I have seen it twist pervert and destroy
A man who was once a beautiful boy
His loving heart punctured as by a pin
He was once a mother's pride-and-joy son
Left now a hollow husk by hate undone
I would not be that man please God not me

Blessed is he who hate transcends
With a little help from his friends

+Steven Curtis Lance



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