Anger will devour love
Love loses appetite.
Turning it to hatred,
slowly in every fight

Anger will eat respect.
Respect is chewed by seethe.
In disgust respect will die
leaving its love to grieve.

Anger will swallow joy,
and happiness is chewed.
Ires bitter after taste,
in spittle and abuse.

Anger will devour love
and love will run its course.
Anger gets just desserts,
when anger is divorced.



©Jacqui Slade