Flowers of freedom, thorns of hate

Everything has become hyper-sensitive,
the drop of a feather shall ignite, combust and explode.
Let the media lead you,
Let the propaganda fuel you,
Let the emotional swooning feed you:
It's an all-out-war: us-against-them; 
Colour against Colour, 
and there shall be none in between. 
You are either with us, or you are not.
But there is a twist in this ‘war’: No one dies.
You don’t kill off your enemies and be done with it. 
You can only win when you make your enemies your allies. 
But as you put your “enemies” down,
curse them to the depths of hell,
ridicule them, mock them, shame them,
drag them out into the open and 
execute them over the internet. 
Your choice in tactic becomes 
highly questionable 
and highly laughable
when you insist you shall not
stoop as low as the doings of your enemies
while you do the same.   

And I understand,
ideals are what they are

– ideals –

In the perfect world,
differing voices shall co-exist in peace,
but we are far from it. 
And I try to,
to remind myself that, 
they are angry, 
you are angry, 
and it is in human nature 
where logical thinking
and reasoned actions 
does not prevail
in the face of great emotional spurring.
And I do so hope, 
when the day that comes,
when you finally achieve your cause, 
this budding seed of hate, 
shall not reside in your hearts, 
and there will be a sanction left 
for sympathy, empathy, and understanding
to those strangers that
you have cursed, 
hated,
condemned, 
rejoiced while they grieved,
and remember that they too, 
are a part of our people. 
The people that you have also 
sworn to save, 
sworn to set free, 
or have I mistaken, 
that the cause that you fight for,
shall exclude all those
but those who stand in line with
your exact belief? 
That will be a terrible insult 
for what you are fighting for. 

Side note: I need a better scanner