Below is the poem entitled MELTDOWN which was written by poet
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Kinda quiet guy, walked sofly, even
Refused to carry a big stick.
Just a few close friends, about eleven,
And they weren’t always a reliable pick.
Never saw him angry, except out
Walking this one day in the temple,
And he was so mad - about
Those moneychangers for example:
He just grabbed a mule whip off the door
And laid into them, yelling
For them to quit and do it no more.
Boy, those guys moved fast, stopped selling,
As if God Almighty had spoken.
Boy, I tell ya - that guy was riled.
His were no words of token;
And he sure wasn’t mild.