A force far deeper than our anger Elemental as a storm Annihilating all before it Terror gives our rage its form. This force saying self is threatened Runs to rise and to protect, Most murderous when we’re most alarmed Rage the enemy detects. Over-riding other feelings Depriving of the power to think Like a nuclear tsunami Disconnecting human links. Reddened vision,focused,narrow, Eyes locked onto enemy’s All the wider context losing, Wipes out our good memories Like a mother tiger fighting, And the cornered eagle’s force; We will destroy what we think other Without bitter,pained remorse. Nature made such to protect us; Yet our perception can be wrong. Once the flood of feeling takes us All reflections seems too long Later, if we see our victims, Will we know that we have erred? For hate deceives ourselves and others When our inmost terror’s bared. How can we step back and ponder, See life from a wider view? How can we become less blinded, So we see our world anew? Succumb not to final despond Succumb not black despair. Always there are those who see. Always there are those that care. Tempered by reflective wisdom Rage can change when understood. When we find another being Who contains our frightful flood.
How my heart speaks 