There lives a tight knot of anger
deep inside my head.
I have set up mental retaining walls,
but they have broken in the past,
and the beast ran free.
I am not always aware of the dark
and foreboding animosity
that rumbles and complains,
pushing against the restraints,
ranting about freedom.
Some time periods are calm,
momentarily,
until a fevered whispering
blisters my sheltering mind,
and sends me paranoia.
There lives a tight knot of anger
in a cage devoid of light,
coalescing into fierce emotion
as society devolves slowly, surely,
into change, or oblivion.
1 comment:
Very well said, Jim. Hard to be all smiles and chuckles when we really take a long look at the enemies of the earth and its beings. I suppose that has everything to do with the extreme and often evil entertainments which have developed throughout the history of this world.
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