• The girl with the shimmering white hair
    knew the boy with the shadowy mane will always be there
    Her name is Love
    His name is Hate
    Both dragged together in what some may call faith
    She had a sense of compassion
    He had an addiction with mass destruction
    She cared for the poor and the weak
    He tried to make everything seem bleak
    She moved with such grace
    He acted in such a fast pace
    She lived life to the fullest
    He was self-centered and foolish
    Love grew as a caring angel
    Hate grew as a daring demon

    Their destiny entwined
    Both tied to the vine
    They knew each other well
    But Both could tell
    As soon as the world was done
    One of them will be gone
    The lord had told them
    Once the mold of creation was complete
    Love and hate, you both have to compete
    And of course, love conquered all
    But Hate had to make a fuss, turning a simple contest into a brawl
    She told him no, I'm standing tall
    Being a sore loser as Hate always was
    Sneaked into the new world with Love
    Disguised as a dove

    Now the world we live in today
    Both have Love and Hate at play