David Keig

Rookie - 13 Points (1951 / UK)

Anger Feeds Upon Itself - Poem by David Keig

Anger is a virus
That needs not even air
To propagate contagion
Whenever it is shared.

Anger can't be placed in quarantine
To contain its vicious spread
For anger feeds upon itself
And burns a flaming red.

Anger is all consuming
Anger does not desist
From destroying sensibilites
In that haze of its red mist.

Comments about Anger Feeds Upon Itself by David Keig

  • Rookie Allan James Saywell (11/18/2004 5:19:00 PM)

    Excellent poem your right, that explain's my anger, a well thought out poem

    Thank you
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 18, 2004

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