Life's full of them
Appointments, mis-appointment and disappointments
They all evoke a myriad of emotions
No wonder, to be human is to be frustrated
Therefore, humans can be termed frustrated beings

Most often than not we're gloom and doom filled
The welling up of frustration and anger mount
Erupting and consuming us with rage and loathsomeness

Why be captives of our frustrated beings
Why not reach out
Damp the frustration and be as free as birds

Though we all can't be Eagles
Salvation is never far away
If you chose to see it, then, you can seize it.