Rage

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  • Anger

    Rage

    Rage
    Raucous and ranting
    Angry and panting
    Where is thy sting?

    You come with a roar
    Violent and raving
    Never behaving
    Arrogant and vain

    Thrashing and flailing
    You wound without thinking
    Fixate without blinking
    Inflicting pain

    You destroy without mercy
    Brimstone and fire
    What is your desire?
    What is it you gain?

    Fool that you are
    You believe your passion
    Is always in fashion
    Quiver and quail

    Words hurled in anger
    You can never retrieve
    Or do you believe
    They can be atoned?

    At the end of it all
    What do you achieve?
    Temporary reprieve?
    A moment of gloating?

    You will never prevail
    A word said in kindness
    Will dispel your blindness
    All that fury in vain

    Control your demons
    For they will devour
    Leave you without power
    You are no match for love




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    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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