Anger is a red volcano
With fiery passion
Burns hot and molten
Short, sweet and ashen
Destroyer of all things
Red hot heat of rage
The power of kings
This day and age
The taste of smoke
Touches ones tongue
And you might just choke
Might as well be hung
For anger is the end of us all
So count to ten or in the pit you fall
Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 1:15 PM UTC
Anger is a red volcano
With fiery passion
Burns hot and molten
Short, sweet and ashen
Destroyer of all things
Red hot heat of rage
The power of kings
This day and age
The taste of smoke
Touches ones tongue
And you might just choke
Might as well be hung
For anger is the end of us all
So count to ten or in the pit you fall
Metaphor poem