Nostrils flaring like a dirt pawing Bull
oxygen to a flame it boils in its cauldron.
Feeding the raging fire it utterly consumes
annihilation of all in its path Anger has taken root.
The burden of Anger like a ton of bricks on your back
As it scalds your eyelids and your face is marred.
Anger screams , “you deserve justice and I will give it!”
yet it is only you who is poisoned and you who goes black.