Another Course
The rage I carry quietly
at the edge of my humanity
boils up to the top
in my waning sanity
when anything brings harm
to helpless ones
So I draw in this
warm air
and wait
I center
past hate
and release
this steam
in subtle waves
Strongly
I resist
to enlist
my frightful
force
and as my anger
abates
I find
another course
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