I was A kettle placed upon the flames of confliction
People's Heated Words of Lies and Deceit....
Such fuel of judgement, words of hate, and dark repetition of those wishing, upon me, to inflict blind tormental rituals..
Such wishes they can Pump up the flames to anger's ignition...
The waters of the calm boil down to the smokes of mistrust
Spreading to even those who once added sweet spices
of true virtue to the teas of friendship and oneness.
Fired Angers and Fires of Momentary Lapses Of Judgement

That are the dynamite sticks that are made of   conflict and  are the soul's heated ingredients for anger explosives..
Spirits, once calm, can Turn Volatile


As heat ,Built from the powders of those poking  ignorant taunts, spread lies, and ignorant vocal judgments at my soft spots
Of Human Soul's Discomfort...
Sparks feelings of "blind retaliation " for a short lived while...


I close off their presence and heat
By turning to the fans cooling of peaceful understandings...
Those who wish  Turn a once peaceful waters into explosions alike Nuclear Products
Storms  made up from the buildup of toxic feelings and uncomfortable passages of time....Foggy Interpretations of another's soul..

They are Tsunamis devastating wiping out of all who fail to ease such waves of conflict...

To all of those with no spirit.....
Who took pride as they Flashed upon the tides
Anger's Winds and waves...
Tossing  in a rowboat of survival and confidence
Into the rocky Shores of the lost soul's pride..
the one whom they deem  "unworthy" and "just" of emotional "hazings"
and Deserving of Weapons of Destruction through such "Hostile Negative Winds of Critical Jokes" and "Lies of Acid"
the  "Soul Eaters"
Build up the fires of Hostile Battles and Argumentative explosions
Only ending one's tranquil spirit......However, as hard as they tried to start the battle...

I refused to be as reduced into piles of ashes..
  as another  unneeded storm of ignorant emotions.
Instead of exploding like a bomb built upon the schematics of "blind Hatred" and Hitting the Nuclear Button of "retaliation...."
I  take my time and think through my peaceful maps of escape routes...
Maps and Sensible Travel Routes.....
To enjoy travel, onward, unscaved by the fury of those heathed and blind souls
trying to provoke war
all around me..
I clearly  understand the power of social ignorance, momentary lapses of reasoning, and conflicts based on a misread messages of mass "intelligence."
Invented or Misguided Stories of ill-feeling, ill-gotten words, and such materials that build
"Emotions bombs."
My understanding of the war hungry tormentors and harpies of the army of the Bullies and Haters
defuses the situation through Understanding The Truth behind himself, behind their actions as conflicted souls....
As society's "Puppets"
The beauty ,that those conflicted against him fail to have seen,
their loss of true meaning and self control ,and he as another battle of "Whom deserves to win the battle for the title as the 'Worthy Portion of Their Society"
He is proud that he never stayed and fought.
Even after the feelings of the strongest temptation..
to revenge a "soiled" name....
To win a senseless battle to  Mend his Troubled and Damaged Ego.. He smiles as he realizes...
"There is nothing to be won by these games."
Off in the distance he walks.. He is the one who remains Victorious.
As in the background, there are  those questioning his walk to a better freedom. and unwillingness defend his "soiled honor."
Sucj reasoning never justifies their meanings and jsutification to conflict...
He knows where he has been and where he is going....
He knows, eventually, the ones hungry for fights made from the Delusions and Egocentric Ones That Hunger For Society's Battles...
Will fade as they realize that such challenges were a waste of their moments, in their lives, that could be lived much more to the fullest.