Anger Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

Only my anger survives Because it's out of my will To suppress it, As long as my anger prevails, then I'm totally out of control, Around me and closer to my heart There are bad feelings about things, More people are buried Everyday for ever, More spaces are needed for Tomorrow's dead people, Death is inevitable, but When it happens like this, so I get angry, My anger increases upon seeing These little babies on the ground Bleeding and ready to die, My anger comes out of will, but I am ready to show it, These pretty flowers die and Fade away, but They will tomorrow's dawn, I am angry upon seeing Everyone and everything die Around me.