HATE TO LOVE

HATE TO LOVE

Sometime I am in certain grave,
Losing my memory for the love to save,
Whether down but interested in above,
If I can give out the all wealth I have,
It was my mother’s say “HATE TO LOVE”

The dream which turned my night a day,
Was the courage for having a limit to stay,
The way sky opens embarrassing daily way,
No one generates wealth for sufficient pay,
I have to remember slogan of “HATE TO LOVE”

If the budget is directed to the purchase of gun,
Faith of harmony and peace are stinking fun,
Trust of the soul changed the image of the sun,
Only if you are included in the world plan
Don’t sing the song of ‘HATE TO LOVE”

Walking in the raining street of Hope,

Where hunger and thirst lost their shape,

On the window screaming voice of rape,

Downstairs quietly with romantic tape,

Remember my ballad on “HATE TO LOVE”