Russell G. Robison

BITTER CUP

Its easier to hate than love
Don’t know just why that’s so
But I have seen it all my life
No matter where I go

How quickly we choose anger
When we should be lifting up
Why is it far too often that
We drink the bitter cup

We close our fists and then our minds
That’s always how it’s been
You’d think that some day we would learn
Yet still I wonder when