An angry man opens his mouth
And shuts his mind to reason
He who stays slow to anger
Is loved by more each season.
Anger snuffs the lamp of thought
And it's hard to stay serene.
Where anger rules, hatred thrives,
Then the world we love turns mean.
He who fans the coals of hate
Has no reason to complain,
If some hot sparks scorch his face,
His anguish is thus his pain.
Anger is a human madness
Which consumes the heart and mind.
He who rules his spirit with love,
Shall be praised by all mankind.