Anger

Poem By Anthony Foster

The beat in my chest catches in my throat,
The unfairness assaults me, my mind‘s in a moat,
I want to smash something, to show how you are so wrong,
The moment is destroyed I want to go I don’t belong,

Long after the storm when things are calm,
When all I need is a healing balm,
The bitter taste is in my throat,
Your love if it existed seems so remote.

All I wanted was a steady sea,
And a good star to help me,
To enjoy our time together is all I ask,
Not the cold blade of all this hate stuff.

Anger is being a puppet on a string,
I cannot think I am helpless I cannot do a thing,
Quality time is too precious to be wasted in this way,
Time should be caressed, enough of this lets enjoy the day.

Comments about Anger

The beat in my chest catches in my throat, The unfairness assaults me, my mind‘s in a moat, I want to smash something, to show how you are so wrong... angedr is mother of all ills.... should be controlled at ay rate.... beautiful write.. i like it.... read mine ragging & I am disgrace
Wow: .. Anger AND sadness. Someone must have treated you badly to make you feel like this.. It's good; but how about compressing it to show the meaning quickly and sharply..? A sharp knife is more effective than a blunt blade. excellent. Dave
Dont feel bad I got angry yesterday myself, its inbeded in our nature I think, but it makes us feel so bad afterward, and stupid too. A 10 anthony


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