Anger is a dangerous emotion
Yet we need it for our protection
If it turns into rage
then disengage
For exploding will cause great commotion

Words when someone injured my cat
Created a scene of mishap
It was during a heatwave
Which often causes outrage
So beware ,in the  tropics, of  that

 
In any case Rage is distinct
For babies it’s a vital instinct
They feel they will die
Without mothers I
But for adults it’s a mistake, so we think

When I say it’s a mistake ,that is wrong
For that assumes control quite prolonged
And in this terrible state
Some folk kill their mate
They’ll never  get back where they belong

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The red sun rising burns  this  day with fire
The terrible,  so strong it   burn  the sea
It torments   human fuses  s on  that wire

What would be  of service in a pyre?
Bring your wood, I am a witch,no plea.
The red sun rising burns  this  day in fire

I tell the truth as much as I aspire
Inconstant to my  feelings I shall be
I feel tormented ,fried by copper wires

The brightness of the sun hits at desire.
I long to feel   great loving arms  snatch me
The red sun rising burns  each day in fire

Read as  message from a  new Messiah
Or prophet in the wilds of history.
I feel afraid   for who plugs in   the wires?

What will come,a slouching beast  we see.
From Bethlehem he  slithers as  we flee
The red sun rising lights this   world in fire
Now, every day ,we’re scorched by funeral pyres.