The Flame of Anger
No one can deal with feelings
The emotional turmoil inside
Somehow the brain stops working
This is just how it replied
Our mind jumps to conclusions
We fabricate all too fast
Even though our minds are biased
It's a feeling we can't get past
Consumed by the flame of anger
Sometimes we rant and rave
It's like the road to insanity
That with our anger we pave
I had these feelings all my life
I studied them inside and out
They truly are a waste of effort
Take it from me, without a doubt
Time is too precious to waste like this
Our feelings offer no compensation
Now amdays I live my life
Through prayer and meditation
Copyright © Robert Padmore | Year Posted 2017
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