Anger. Poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
Anger.
Anger is really frustration which comes to the surface,
When we misjudge, cry, take drugs, can't find a rest place.
We are hung up on old or new misery,
Finding not a way out in the moment of some treachery.
Children are sad, they cannot have their way,
Parents think they are gods to demand their play.
Bosses can be dictators to say the last word,
With the poor worker who has to shut up, never be a free bird.
They say, we should change one habit with another,
Why can't we became still, refuse anger and turn it into laughter.
Don't go insane over the things others try to do,
Know that God is there, learn the lesson, don't be part of that zoo.
Then the sun will come up in your mind and in your whole being,
Your life will turn into beauty, harmony and singing.
Praising the Lord, returning kindness to all,
They will never have negative power over you, you can walk tall.
Anger, is expressed in multiple ways and sometimes its needed to change things you could not otherwise change. It gives the passive the ability to say no. To make demands of not being used. It gives the writer the ability to be very and dark characters he could not be. Anger is as much needed as happiness or sadness. Its how its used that makes anger good or bad. It the outlet in which you show it. That can hurt and destroy. Or entertain the world.
The 'Angry' detailed in simply but deep inside the complex behavior...the soft way to tell anger from inner, it still fierce with a lot of gentleness request to be free..Nice and i like many lines especially We are hung up on old or new misery, ...........new misery, that's is bold if we keep anger with our life :) _Unwritten SOul
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4/24/2024 8:49:48 AM # 1.0.0.1119
a strange command on words God has given to you La Soaphia... it is full of quotable lines...a time comes when we need such words...many thanks for that!