Poems: the Seven Deadly Sins -Wrath and Anger
~Wrath and Anger
Oh how much Wrath wishes It could kill you
It hates you with all Its soul
It hopes to watch your face turn blue
Wrath’s heart the color of burnt charcoal
A harsh word stirs up Its rage and hate
It is inside of us all, waiting for all eternity
Its anger opens up like a red floodgate
The hate will build until it spills in actions of insanity
It craves ultraviolence and sadistic nature
You will scream and claw when it’s present
Your moral will turn into black vapor
Wrath will make you feel like you’re living in endless torment
It feeds on the happiness and hope inside you
Wrath varies from person to person
Some keep Wrath locked up tight
And some feed the wrath like fire in an arson
And some just try to fight
Your life is up for theft
When Wrath has you in Its cage
Killing and killing till there’s nothing left
Nothing left but Its rage
Nothing left but the wrath
You'll be dismembered alive in hell for your crimes
For thou not know that anger is a sin
God will disown you for not holding back your anger at times
You will make sure to pray when you see the devils grin.
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