Enfuriation

Blood is at a boil Soul feels dark Black as oil Inspired by the past Everything is rushing by Unbelievably fast Eyes oh so wide Acting as though Having spoiled pride One of the hardest things to govern Next to the heart Is when ones emotions and decisions And control abruptly depart Actions are made Regretful in retrospect Is the entire lack Of such important intellect Wise men once said Not by strength by guile For the use of the mind Is very worthwhile Rather than resolving conflicts by force Settle them through truce Peace at times One must seduce Just remember always Think before you act For to force or intimidation One shall surely react