Anything Negative Is Not Creative

Anger if is controlled Our mind turns into gold When hatred is by us shown Our sorrow only gets grown If we can't patiently wait We fall into devil's bait If our tolerance is zero Life-path becomes narrow If we are, to hate, eager We can never feel bigger Our peace is easily lost We get into gloom fast If we can't forgive others By viewing them as brothers Then, we build only a hell Inside which we sadly dwell A kind and flexible attitude That avoids being damn rude Takes us on the path of safety To preserve peace of humanity.