His anger is a hard summer storm,
Unpredictable and uncontrollable
Like the rain his anger falls upon countless victims.
Like the wind his anger lashes out upon the innocent
Like a summer storm his anger comes
And like a summer storm his anger goes.
It leaves behind destruction and kayos
Dismay and suffering.
His anger comes and it goes
And with all brings, It causes only pain.
Too true, that's all anger ever does. Great poem, Willow: -)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thats really good and in so few words you basicaly told a story of some one lashing out at you I mean brava but u should check out some of my pomes under poet Brick red