Anger

Anger

A Poem by Jim Walters

   Anger


Why is it that we feel compassion and love for a family member when we see them sick and struggling from the throes of some deadly disease, but on the same hand we judge them harshly when we see them locked in the throes of the even deadlier disease called anger?

The earth borne disease remains with the body upon it's death, but anger follows the soul. Should we then not be more concerned for our loved one's anger instead of feeding it? Sometimes even on purpose?

Disease
She feeds
Upon the body.
Anger
She feeds
Upon the soul.
Discerning
Kindred spirits well.
She feeds
Them all
From a blood red bowl.

© 2009 Jim Walters


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I agree. Although I try to stay cool when dealing with a loved one that's popping their cork, my fight or flight response flairs up inside me, making it very difficult for me to not pop my cork, too. I envy those who can keep their inner turmoil at bay. As you have said here, anger is a terrible emotion whose affects may linger for all time.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Anger does feed the soul .. it becomes self-destruction and is self-inflicted if not for logical reasons. Tis an awful emotion, anger .. all that passion could so easily be used for gentleness and love

Your poem, your words, is/are brief and yet say so much if one cares to see every letter.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Your voice of reason and experience is very provocative.
Thank you for contributing to Knowledge.
It is interesting, this world of not-so-disorganized madness?

Posted 14 Years Ago


Wow, great description of anger.
I like this alot :)

Posted 14 Years Ago



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