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The truth from a
Child
Watching intently
Unknown observer
Where
Death in the valley
And
Laughter from
A
‘Drunken’ soldier

‘Be killed
Or
Surrender’

Voices
Vibrate in anger
While the silence
Of weakness
Chock every soul
In every
Corner

Forgotten lines
Forgotten lives
Poverty without
Richness formatted
The purity of the answer

While the shoeless
‘Wanderer’
Speechless
Breathless but
Somehow
Still believing
That
This round of
‘Humanity’
Will
Evolve
Beyond their cruelty
Beyond revenge
And
Beyond their ‘hate and
Anger’

poem by Najib Altawell
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Livin in Anger, Love, and Hate

Livin in anger
Anger that has no ending
Anger that has no fear
Anger that has no wants
Anger that has no needs
Anger that will keep comin
Anger that will keep hurtin
Anger that will keep killin
Livin in love
Love that lives forever
Love that everyone needs
Love that will surpass everything
Love lives inside
Love that will make your life easy
Love that will make your life hard
Love that is so pure
Love that is so hateful
Livin in hate
Hate that haunts and haunts
Hate that creeps and sneaks
Hate that makes the best out of situations
Hate that makes the worst out of situations
Hate that tells the truth
Hate that people hide
Hate that people express with words
Hate that can and cannot be controlled
Hate that runs the world
Hate that everyone has
Livin in Anger, Love, and Hate

poem by Terry Coates
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Unfolding The Cycle

You can't destroy
anger by anger
cruelty by cruelty
or
hate by hate.
As daylight
can be seen
through very small holes
so
little things
reveal your character
thus
anger- can be overcome by forbearance
cruelty- can be overcome by non-violence
and
hate- can be overcome by charity and compassion.

poem by Giselle Joseph
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Anger fills my heart and soul

Anger fills my heart and soul
Anger takes a mighty toll
Anger lessens but can never leave
Anger you hope to never receive,
Anger stays forever within
Anger acts with the might of all sin
Anger is deadly to all around
Anger gets mad at the thought of sound
Anger is the thoughts in my head
Anger that’s mine all should dread
Anger for me is different from you
Anger you see tells me what to do
Anger will sit and whisper in my ear
Anger he sits and tells me all that you fear,

Anger…
He is here
He’s here to stay
Anger is the hole
In which we lay
Anger is
And Anger will
Always be with us

He is in me, and he is in you
He can make you do
What he wants you to
Anger will make you
Make you cry
Anger can make you
Want to die
Anger can make you
Go insane
Anger….. ... A blood filled rain
No more anger
No more…..
Walk to the bright light
Shinning through that door…
Not knowing what’s in store
But even then
Anger lives on
But you… nevermore

poem by Jacob Hill
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Anger, Anger

anger is anger
anger makes you scream
anger makes you hate
anger takes control
anger want let go
anger wants you to hurt
anger wants you to suffer
anger makes you mad
anger makes you cry
anger turns people against you
anger is anger

poem by Jessica lee Workman
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To Them I'm Crazy

I’m a crazy woman. To them I’m crazy. Obsessed with my anger. They think it chokes me in my sleep, it oozes as I walk, leaving a trail of disgust in my path. But this anger is who I am. What I must be. It cannot be left in a corner, forgotten, like letters of the past covered in dust. This is my story and I will not forget. The hurt and the pain. The struggle and shame. Because if I forget no one will remember. No one will know or be there to tell this story. Anger. It isn’t a story of anger. But it’s a story of transformation. Of holding my anger, like a cherished organ, understanding that without this anger, I would not be this soon-to-no-longer-be lost girl. With anger oozing in her path. With change in her horizon. I would be the masses that for too long have been too helpless to leave. They lost they’re anger. Lowered their heads when they were told they shouldn’t want more. They should be happy with what they have. But I will not forget. I will always know. And that is what drives me.

poem by Lupita Hernan
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A Soldier Home From A War

Daymare demons spiral your head.
There is no rest in your soft bed.
Images of death reveal.
The guilt you hide, but feel.
A war of shadows.
Where you once fought.
In back gardens where children play
For only peace you wished and sought.
The grass green hills of your childhood remain.
But there, there was no death sign

Wife and kids you greet at garden gate.
They don’t see your inner hate.
They don’t see your embroiled conscience,
or know the infliction you bare.
They’re only too happy to have you home.
Home to love and share.
You are a soldier home.
A soldier home from a war,
Trying your guilt to hide.
Trying to forget the child you shot, that died.

The war was someone else’s.
Why should you really care?
It only really strikes home,
when you see a child dying there.
Visions cloud your mind of voices in despair.
Why did we have to die so young?
Why did our mother’s have to mourn?
Soldier from another land, please tell us why?
The soldier’s forehead frowns.
The answer he can not give.
He was only sent there.
So other have a chance to live.

Now his war is over.
Over his home he now resides.
But the voices of despair.
Still ring in his head.
He cries to himself in silence.
How can his conscience bare.
The purgatory it must go through.
Knowing he killed a child fair.

18 July 1978

poem by David Harris
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Anger Is One Letter Short Of Danger

Anger is fire
It burns the soul
Anger is deep sea
Drowns one to death
Anger is a storm
Blows one
Out of the world
Anger is demon
Overpowers the mind
Anger is a virus
Slowly kills a person
Anger is evil
Brings one closer to hell
Anger is madness
Makes one suffer
Anger is an enemy
Destroys one slowly
Turns friendship
Into enmity
Always remember
Anger is
One letter short of
Danger
It takes its toll
Does not spare
A single soul

poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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The Root Of All Evil

Anger,
The root of all evil,
Dwells in your heart.
Anger,
Towards me,
For what I have done.

As time passes,
The anger grows,
Until it has engulfed your,
Entire mind, soul and,
Your entire being.

Irrationality goes hand in hand,
With the anger you,
Conceal in your very,
Troubled heart.
Irrationally you judge,
Irrationally you blame,
But I have irrationally acted,
And I know I have hurt you.

In my own anger,
I have pierced the heart,
That I once cared for,
The heart I once held close,
To my own,
But now that heart,
I have torn.

The words I said,
Have been forgotten,
The anger I felt,
Has been relived,
But you broken still,
Remain.

I am truly sorry,
For my harsh words and,
For my rash actions,
They were only in anger,
And anger,
Is the root of all evil.

poem by Victoria Wozniczka
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Death, Anger, Silence.

For years I've been trying to evade it
And I thought I'd finally succseeded
But the blackness just keeps crawling in
deadly, angry, silent.

The road that I walk down is long
And I'm not really sure where it goes
But I keep walking, trying to hide
From the death, anger and silence

It starts out as a shadow
Nothing but a little blocked light
Except soon I'm surrounded; I can't get out
Of the death, anger and silence

As the shadow grows big, I become small
Blending in, hidden from one and all
To make myself seen I have to scream
And make death, anger and silence

I look around, I look around,
Trying to find simewhere safe
But soon I see, it becomes clear to me;

You can't stop the death
You can't hide from the anger
And you can't escape the silence

poem by Sasha Julia
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Take Your Anger Towards Yourself Not Others

life is life
death is death
you better clean up your mess

love is love
hate is hate
where is all your faith?

you beat a child
you murder a child
you rape a child

and all i have to ask
is why?

you laugh like your free
you cry like your not worth a thing
but can't you see

you take your anger
out on innocents

when what you really need to do
is take your anger
towards yourself
not others

by: crystal sonier
age: 15

poem by Natalia Anna Joelie
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St. Anger

St anger 'round my neck
St anger 'round my neck
He never gets respect
St anger round my neck
You flush it out, you flush it out
St anger 'round my neck
You flush it out, you flush it out
He never gets respect
F**k it all and no regrets
I hit the lights on these darck aset
I need a voce to leat my self
To let my self go free
F**k it all and f**kin' no regerts
I hit the lights on these darck sets
Medallion noose, I hang myself
St anger 'round my neack
I feel my world shake
like an erth qake
It's hard to see clear
Is it Me? Is it fear
I'm madly in anger with you
And i want my anger to be heathy
And i want my anger just for me
And i need my anger not to control
And i want my anger to be me
and i need to set my anger free
SET IT FREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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What If It Was Your Child

I saw a child yesterday sitting on a corner, tears
streaming down its face, and I stopped to ask
why and the child replied, “no one likes me,
they laugh at me and say I lie, but I don’t lie.”

I walk away after leaving a hug and some words
of encouragement, but as I walked home I said,
“thank God it was not my child.”

Today thousands starved to death because they
had no food. Some ones little girl, some ones
son, but my child ate well.

I turned off the television news and I said, “thank
God it was not my child.”

Every day it seems there is more tragedy, more
horrors, children dying, abused and killed, and it
seems nothing is done to change these things, but
my child is safe, warm and fed.

So when I go to sleep at night I pray and say,
“thank God it was not my child.”

This morning someone screamed at my child and
when I in anger started to reply I thought of Jesus on
the cross, his father watching as he suffered and died
at the hands of the very ones he came to save and I
walked away and prayed, “thank God it was not my
child.”

So my friends the next time you are upset over some
wrong you feel has been done to your child, think of
all the wrongs in the world and should you feel the
need for revenge remember, Jesus could have called
all the angels in Heaven for help but instead he cried,
“father forgive them they know not what they do.”

And God said, ” what if it was your child? ”

poem by Joy Olree
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My Anger

My anger wants to kill.
My anger wants to spill.
My anger wants to smash a wall.
My anger wants to make someone feel small.
My anger makes me carve my skin.
My anger is locked up within.
My anger is fierce and fatal.
My anger isn't stable.
When my anger is out stay away.
Because my anger destroys everything in its way.

poem by Jean Pullman
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I Am A Soldier

I am a soldier
It started as a dream, a simple soldier from the street getting lost in a shacking world
I took a job as a street keeper but in my mind I am a mental child
From time to time I would battle in my dream trying to win a lost war
I open my eyes in the middle of the day saying goodbye to my boss as I walk away
I walk down street only to tried my limit, in my mind, my distant is unlimited
In the world I am the forgotten soldier lost in an open battle field
“I am the forgotten soldier, living as a legend on the street of nowhere, trying to take my place in this world”
I tried to understand my place in this world as I look side to side
I turn around to see who is targeting this lost soldier
Is my lost soul still a threat in the eye s of the world or am I the forgotten soldier that was blindly cast out
Away in a mental battle field
Please remember this young soldier and help me find my way in what remain of me
I am the forgotten soldier living as a mist in the eye of many
I am a living legend on the street of no where
“I am the forgotten soldier, living as a legend on the street of nowhere trying to take my place in this world”
Find this forgotten soldier and welcome me in a peaceful neighborhood where my mind would freely win the war
“I am the forgotten soldier, living as a legend on the street of nowhere trying to take my place in this world”

poem by Robert Otim
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The Forgotten Soldier

The forgotten soldier. Hes getting older. Hes getting colder. Scarred for all eternity. Searching for divinity. Prayer yet to be answered. Smoking has just brought cancer. The forgotten soldier. Hes getting older. Hes getting colder. Looking for forgiveness in all the wrong places. So many name and so many faces. An anecdotal pun he has become. A history lesson has been undone. Wars never can be won. The forgotten soldier. Hes getting older. Hes getting colder. In his eyes lies the blood of many. Sleepless nights of sacrifice and murder. And in the end their is no one to comfort him. The forgotten soldier. Hes getting older. Hes getting colder. Times have changed. Now he can only wish he was flying a jet plane. Treated like dirt. Crippled and weak. And the man just turns the other cheek. The forgotten soldier. Hes getting older. Hes getting colder. Today is his birthday and he spends it in a nursing home all alone. To all he is forgotten dead and gone. But i remember, i remember all the forgotten soldiers.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Anger My Friend/Enemy

Anger is a form of fear
Anger is what I’m waiting to hear
Anger is deep down inside me
Anger drives me crazy
Anger is what turns me on
Anger is what turns me off
Anger is my enemy
Anger is my pal
Anger is gonna kill me
Anger is gonna save me
Anger might just help me
Find my true love.............
..........................Ma ybe?

poem by Adam Owens
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Anger and Me

poem by Kimberley Waldron
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The Heart’s Of Men

It is said that ‘the heart's of men
are bad from their youth upwards.’

Sometimes the heart's of men
are provoked inflamed
by incidents that happen to them

men especially seem to carry
such anger more than most women
a mild reproach quietly spoken

may still inflame such souls
the truth a barb hooking
such souls in guilt fury livid

apparently the truth is
a two edged sword
beware back swipes!

what is real truth?
‘many a true word was
spoken in anger’

‘the truth will have its day’
about anger what to say?
Let us answer truthfully.

If we confess to believe in God
then we also believe in Satan
who desires to sow hate and anger.

We choose who we will serve!

Jesus said to give him our anger
to carry, and this we must strive to do.
With practice seems easier to do.

All that is good in me
comes from God
and his divine wisdom.

I do not judge I discern.
I did not promise God
I would not sin because

in thoughts and deeds
I fail constantly.
But I try and of the two

most important commandments
Jesus spoke of at Matthew
22: 37-40, the first is easy.

“You must love Jehovah your God
with your whole heart and with your
whole soul and with your whole mind.

This is the greatest and first commandment.

The second, like it, is this,

‘You must love your neighbour as yourself.’

On these two commandments the
whole Law hangs, and the Prophets.”

But the second (The whole world
is our neighbour! Unlike Stephen
I would not be praying to God to

forgive those stoning me to death.
But I have come a long way
and God willing still have far to go.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Anger does not pay

Anger is red danger
But a familiar stranger

So It came as no surprise
At the times I have paid the price
More than the usual thrice
Before becoming very wise

The judge said
I should have been put in a cage
If one considers all the damage
I brought on with my rage

I knew
My anger was unreasonable
My anger was invincible
My anger was uncontrollable
But still very reversible

You see
In anger I always surrender
To the pressure I am under

In anger, I ungraciously lose
To the one I righteously accuse

In anger, I immoderately protest
Instead of letting things rest
Then trying responsibly to digest
And deal with issues best

So I say, So I say
Anger does not pay
Anger does not stay
Delay it from display
In time it will only go away

Now I know that
Anger does not pay
Anger does not stay
Calmness you should play
Before you begin to fall astray

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poem by Sylvia Chidi
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The Pain of Loss

i loved you
i cared for you
but all i got back was pain
pain of loss
pain of death
it felt as if you drove a selfish dagger into my chest
but now
now i see that the kindness in me
has been forgotten
forgotten and never to be found
because you cause it
all the flowers droop
all the trees moan
moan from the pain they know i burdened
but you wrought this pain
i will never forget what you did
i will never let go of this grudge i bare
i hate you
you killed me
you killed the love i could have brought
you killed what was left of me

poem by Montana Hohensee
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