Conquering Hate

My hate is unbearable, I feel like destroying,
I can no longer conquer it, my anger employing,
forever am I lost, through pain and through fear,
My name is no more, I can no longer hear,
The pleading of angels, and the calling of light.
In defense, shall I no longer fight,
with aggression, and pain
throughout the night.
Suddenly however, I feel an unrest,
something inside me, that will not detest.
A calling for peace, a mourning in glory,
a shattering of anger, aggression that's gory.
A peace overcomes me, and fills me with light,
the battle is over, and a shall not fight.
With meditative destiny, my future will be,
for ever and ever, and longer with me.