Anger Beast
ANGER BEAST
Anger is a crooked path to lead the feet astray,
Thru tangled brush and thorny weeds,
To scratch the skin away.
Anger is a gruesome knife grinding at the heart,
It twists and turns with disregard
'Til pain cannot depart.
Anger is a ruthless foe to tear away a slice,
To break in two who should be one
And turn the heart to ice.
Anger is a beast to fear, in us a thing to hate.
Yet only love and prayer can kill
This cruel and woeful trait.
Copyright 2005, Kathryn Search
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