Ire

Ire


With the formidable strength of an anaconda
You wrap around your victim to asphyxiate him
Until he turns crimson, and his veins become pronounced
To see only red, and to obliterate all reason
Impervious to cries, and pleads for mercy

You are the culprit and the force behind…
A parent beating his little child to a bloody pulp
Sometimes, snuffing an innocent life when you
Pull on the strings of the marionettes
And reduce man to the lowest common denominator

You are a tool for the unscrupulous lawyer
For you’re an intrinsic part of insanity
You weave a red veil which blinds momentarily...
For you are raw negative energy, which...
Can feed the collective consciousness

To turn brother against his own brother
You are the impulse behind the trigger
And you are the assassin of love
When you cause hurtful words to be flung
Since those can be forgiven, yet not forgotten

You can make the blood boil effervescently
And cause it to be shed just as effortlessly
You also create long-term havoc on the liver
As well as frown lines which deform the countenance
For your explode with the force of a volcano

I can do without you, and your cousin envy
For when you insidiously infiltrate -- you set me back
Off track, and much farther from my true Self
If we only remembered when we fall prey to you…
That we actually hurt ourselves






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