Anger Fury Rage Like three tigers in a cage Fierce like fire Having a desire for revenge Not making amends
Temper Wrath Hateful disgrace The world's often a hostile place Anger out of control, corrupting the peace, Becoming a riot, calling for the police Anger is combative to a truce When raw emotions are on the loose
Anger comes in many colors:
Tumultuous reds boiling in your head Purple passions in warlike fashion Seething greens, for envy is a fiend Anger that is a shocking yellow is anything but mellow
They blend together in a melting *** A big, boiling cauldron, scaulding hot In its feverish calamity, anger reeks Of dead men's bones, you shall see Like tasting gasoline, it is a toxic tonic You don't want to be anywhere around it! Its angry concoction you partake in to sip Though it's like deadly poison on your lips! In your body, it courses through Before it makes a fool out of you!
Like two lighted matches on your tongue Anger does the tango just for fun!
This mouthful of hot pins and needles stings! You swallow it down, the whole **** thing!
You wash it all down with wine as it smolders Down your throat anger goes, like jagged boulders!
Through your esophagus, resisting a slippery slide Anger within you does not want to hide!
Into your gut, like a rugged coastline of pain You now see the world with great disdain!
Your stomach evolves into a volcanic hole Hot as a furnace with blazing coals!
Anger soon rises from the volcanic mountain Lava bursting forth like a fiery fountain!
That is anger's transition that I see My vision portrayed in this poetic story Anger does have a rightful place But out of control, it turns into hate On one hand, it can help us fight evil On the other, it can hurt other people