ANGER

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volcanic explosions
thunderous emotions
tornadic devotions
it is all a commotion
for what hurts us and makes us bleed
is a negative planted seed
It becomes the pain stimulations
triggered in every other and next situation
it sips on the walls, on the skin and the souls
it feeds on the minds the spirits, it is cold
it is never content until it feeds and it threads

thirsty for flesh and hunger for trends

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Its’ eternal damnation
becomes first hand contemplation
as it gathers the right
to lack stillness and light
for if we have the right to be angry
we have the right to be hungry
to revenge and condemn
to lack peace and relent
to the negative motion
that is no a sweet devotion

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what is there left to live
when we are unable to forgive?
what shall we expect to do
when life has gone and there is no more food?
we sit, we think, we forgive
we pray, we sleep, we sing
we write, we stand and look on our brother and sister
we look at our mother and daughter
we look at our son or our father 
and realize life

is meant to be lived
the anger within
has not power in me

for anger is madness

bonding with sadness

blinding us mindless

has no room for gladness

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So forgive, forget, forgo and simply know

to stand in peace is to move forward and create change

to remain in madness is to circle, destroy and remain always the same

a slave to

 it’s eternal isolation

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Copyright 2015 by LetyM

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