|MY THOUGHTS ABOUT
|Hate, being unexerted anger,
Rises when one's depth is slashed by a knife of cruelty.
This anger; this passion of desolation and hurt,
Overcomes the soul and shakes the body with
an unhidden fervor;
Making one want to cry out in agony;
And the bitterness and wrath are as a chain;
binding up this release of emotion.
|I usually get along with everyone
And find in life a lot of fun;
It takes right much to make me fret,
BUT, one thing makes me madder yet!------
When my temper sets my blood to boiling,
My brain sets down and stops its toiling,
And when my angry spell has fled---------
I THINK OF ALL I COULD HAVE SAID!!
|Lines of verse can be amusing,
If the meanings aren't confusing
But if it seems you're mind you're losing---
Better stop and try to find
A better way to spend your time!
And--when it comes to writing verse,
There's many things that could be worse
Than writing things that are too terse.
You look and think and then finally guess
At a final word to end this MESS!!!