Beautifully constructed. The keyword "advantage" unlocks a world of thoughts about exploitation and its relationship with hate. The last line is very strong.
I was reading a sci-fi novel by Ursula le Guin, 'The Dispossessed' in which a social philosopher called Odo designs an anarchist society without exploitation where hate theoretically can't work for anybody for long. Your poem reminded me so much of this story that I connected the first word, Odium, with Odo!
That reminds me, you said one of my poems might be an unwitting plagiarism, although you put it more politely; and I forgot to answer that.
Yes, it might be, who knows? I sometimes make lines that took plenty of work to invent, but which then give me mysterious deja vu. Lots of poets say the same, and I have heard that sort of memory event called "cryptomnesia". I guess we all risk it, but aren't likely to get away with it for long. I think I would like to just include an acknowledgement, rather than destroy the poem, if caught!
Hard to comprehend isn't often a virtue in a poem; I liked the line that Paradox liked (which might have been a typo, but hey). However, the last two lines, which ought to make it a wrap with devastating clarity, are obscure. I guess that being terse is important in this poem; but maybe the final wrap should consist of three lines, not two?