Deb Radke Poet Haiku

Rage Lives Here

soft hands forbidden 
rage lives here
fermenting in greed and hate 

too clever by half 
he knows naught 
conceitedly he postures 

tightly in control 
power mad
untouched by pitiful cries 

a childhood denied
forever 
haunted by what could have been

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Michelle Faulkner August 3, 2019 at 4:54 PM Oh, that last line hit home, very stirring, deb.

Vijay Pandit July 30, 2019 at 2:34 PM No wonder there is rage..some are so controlling and ignorant..sad but true to life poem, deb. Deb Radke July 31, 2019 at 3:24 PM Thanks, Vijay, for the thoughtful comment. Rage ruled my childhood and, as it does for all of us affected by its power, continues to color my life. Best wishes.