Michael A Lee

Hate doesn’t always show up as hate in one’s heart. It begins as a seemingly cuddly little cub known as offense, which tells him or her how great he is and that the entire world hates him. As the cub is allowed to grow, it turns into an untameable beast known as hate which turns on everyone, including the keeper who coddled it and fed it. Be wary of what you entertain within your soul.