Metalic Rage
METALIC RAGE
Broken glasses splintered across the field,
Scatterings of a cracked windshield.
Homicidal rage rife with anger starts to build,
so sharp & shinning as the blade of an argent.
Rage is the anger of a tyranic Sergeant
with an unadulterated shinning fury,
every reason then becomes blurry
and reaction doesn't look unruly.
Heartbeat pounds as the sound of carnage.
Pure anger is the optimism of rage,
showing that something isn't meant to be
and that every counteracts ought to flee.
The will to live isn't to underestimate anger
which transforms the quieter to a fighter.
The seed of anger is either fight or flight.
Rage has no respect for solemnity or silent night.
By fret or feign, every soul is ignited to fight
With the same instinct for fight or flight.
Flight is ushered by fear of danger
But fight is a product of consumable anger.
VICK MANUEL POETRY
{VMP}
Copyright ©? August 2023
FORM: Rhymes
Art By: @andersonfrateschi.
Copyright © Victor Immanuel | Year Posted 2023
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