Rage
What do you do with seething righteous anger?
That hopeless feeling of a moment that's just passed,
Filled with hard regret that lingers and taunts,
Oh! For the chance to vent and rage at long last...
The feeling that gathers when you read the news,
One more woman hurt or just yet another greedy soul.
To say the words you wish you could, or break a castle or two,
Like a slap well deserved and much needed on the whole..
To take back the respect you showed someone gone,
And reserve the right sleazy spot for their heartlessness,
When the sun rises and you still have that taste so bitter,
Of resolving and solving and cleaning up mess after mess...
Do you know how to make the world fall in place again?
To make the unexplained grief go away,
From when someone falls off a pedestal for you,
And however much you scrub, all you see is the stain..
For every fallen angel, for every promise unkept,
For every lie discovered, every truth unpleasant,
When forgiving is too hard, but forgetting is needed,
Hope dies, but, strive we must to keep trust in the present.
Irony, sarcasm, ranting feels too vapid and banal,
The fury inside just can't be stemmed,
Yet calm we must, the stormy waters,
And let peace drift in, slow but final.
posted by AWY @ 10:54 PM
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