Field of Forgiveness

The enormity of my kindness has swallowed this callous thing alive No longer will it’s stains of red be left behind For so long, I have proved as docile as the smallest mutt Sealing my nervous growls within my chest Still, this body remains a horror Harboring rage at the very neck of my teeth These fangs of mine grow wildly like a mother of millions A point indefinitely filed to a blunt end Retracting my tongue I will remain kind Speaking only the softest of words I cure my taste for conflict once more