<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=481582" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Violent Rage</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have been in a violent rage since the day that I was born<br>First it began when from my mother that I was violently torn<br>And then from that day that loss of innocence I still do mourn<br>I am truly the innocent, and at the world I do scorn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Violence it is with me wherever that I might be<br>Where friendship is another man's drink, rage is my cup of tea<br>People enjoy to anger as though that is there strategy<br>And rage is that result, and the victim is always me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I think about my past and the major events in my life<br>My first kiss, my first hug, my siblings and even my wife<br>But then those events brought me anger and hate and also strife<br>I was used and abused, cheated on and then stabbed by their knife.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I wake up in the morning anger is on my mind<br>And when I go to bed at night my temper is all that I can find<br>I think of my rage which was caused by friends not being kind<br>How I wish that my peace and solitude was never left behind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My life is filled with its outrages, anger and its wrath<br>I wish now that when I was walking I had taken a more peaceful path<br>Seems as though I have walked that road for years if correctly I did my math<br>How I wish that my rage could be removed, as simply by taking a bath.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am now so tired my body is so old and worn<br>I wish again and again, I never came out that September morn<br>My mother was the rose and I indeed was her thorn<br>How I wish and pray many times over, that I could of been reborn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Randy L. McClave</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Randy+McClave">Randy McClave</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=481582" data-title="Violent Rage de Randy McClave" data-description="I have been in a violent rage since the day that I was born First it began when from my mother that I was violently torn And then from that day that loss of innocence I still do mourn I am truly the innocent, and at the world I do scorn. Violence..."></div> </div> </div>

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