A poem depicting the real fruit of anger.
Am I furious and mad?
Shame on me! for the things in rage, I do
Enchain to nasty actions that are really bad
To the point, wisdom is lost too.
In anger, my face hides inside a shadowy mask
But it still shows a silhouette of fiery red.
Because I have spoken words in a flash
That I regret I shouldn’t uttered.
Finally, I have realize
In anger friends were lost
Now is the time to apologize
Restore mislaid friendship at all cost!
Now looking back in time
I can only heave a sigh
Knowing I have embedded in my heart and mind
That anger is a wicked ally.
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