Treasure Island

Aldo Kraas

(July 15 1964 / Sao Paulo Brazil)

PLENTY OF ANGER


There is plenty of anger inside of me
It has to stop
Why is there so much anger inside of me?
My anger is part of my frustration
I have to control it now
My anger causes me plenty of trouble
There is plenty of anger inside of me
And what is anger do I know?
Anger is a strong feeling of displasure
It is a grief that I have inside of me
How can I control it?
What triggers my anger?
Can I recognize it?

Submitted: Monday, October 02, 2006
Edited: Thursday, October 07, 2010

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  • john tiong chunghoo (4/2/2008 10:11:00 AM)

    self exploratory poem. i love it. the answer is that we are unsure of ourselves. be confident and you will find your frsut gone in some days. keep on aldo. (Report) Reply

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