When you think in anger <br />You think in anger's terms <br />When you walk in anger <br />You carry anger's germs <br /> <br />Angry habits in daily life <br />Color all you see <br />And paint a hostile world <br />And brings it home to thee <br /> <br />Anger spent toward friend and foe <br />Creates a shaky stand <br />What do you expect of them <br />When you need a helping hand? <br /> <br />Perfection's anger a small weak twig <br />Upon which to gravitate <br />Your foaming fuming judgements <br />All flaws that welcome hate <br /> <br />Resentments wound and bite down deep <br />And rip a gaping tear <br />Those o'er who you're brooding <br />Are likely unaware <br /> <br />Teeming hateful thoughts <br />About one's lot in life <br />Too often unacompanied <br />By doing what is right <br /> <br />Flailing at a rock <br />Or a tree or stick or two <br />Are foolish and destructive acts <br />Whose value is yet to prove <br /> <br />Angry folks carry tales <br />In tight tormented faces <br />One can tell they're unaware <br />Of softer gentler places <br /> <br />An angry body's sick <br />Ask his tum and heart <br />Of these destructive states <br />It's best to have no part <br /> <br />We all have little angers <br />That churn around inside <br />It's those savored bitter angers <br />That leave no room to hide<br /><br />Ray Andrews<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/anger-8/
