Wednesday, 11 November 2015

Taste of Rage

Anger or even rage
Enters into the soul,
The Devil is trying to get to me,
I now need to get ready, 
my arrow, shield and bow.

My fight with anger
Has it terrifying chors
At least I have the spirit inside me 
As I feign any hatred to the core.

I will of course protect you
With a love and grace
And try to send you to a better and humble place.

The rage will try again 
Yet with the protective shield to hold strong
I am a better person with humility on my side
And ensure my quest to vanquish negative souls and delve into a beautiful flow.

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