Inner Anger
Certain persons drive me up to the wall
with their repugnant behaviors;
I can't help but be real
and own my anger.
It's a reality, a human experience.
Much has been said and written
about behavioral patterns and
anger management;
a continuing struggle, a human encounter.
Like any relationship in today's world.
There's a give-and-take mode
without it, conflicts may emerge
within the surface and even in-depth.
While I walk through pains,
with so much anger deep within,
I try to behave in a human way,
knowing ethics applied in moral sense.
Men and women have their own ways
to express their anger deep within.
It's a learning experience, a struggle involved,
in circumstances avowed with freedom.
As I try to reconcile with my inner self
To the pain inflicted in me;
I feel that somewhere God has a space in it,
to speak to my heart and be part of his love.
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