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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