Treasure Island

Edwina Reizer

(12/22/1937 / LAKEWOOD, NJ)

Grapes Of Wrath


Bring me wine from the grapes of wrath.
Let me drink my anger down.
Let me slowly swallow sips of it
So I can make it drown.

Fully well do I feel the anger
That has built its home in me.
I will not let it lie dormant.
I shall let every manner of man see

That anger and ire are intensely wrong
To a heart that yearns to be free.
The peaceful path that's in front of us
Is the only path for me.

Submitted: Monday, September 02, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 02, 2013
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