Al Madado

1. Eaten By Rage - Poem by Al Madado

Cry till your eyes get bloodshot

Scream till your throat gets sore

Scratch till your fingertips get bloodied

Strip off your clothes and pace in heavy gait

Grip a body and shake it to stupor

Spite your mate in primordial desire

Let your insides burn with fierce flame

Now you are sober and the wreak stare at you

It may stare with frightened eyes

It may stare with eyes sunken by woe

Worse still stare back with eyes like flints

Then your heart churns yet you can't reach for it

Your eyes cry blood dripping on your palms

Your head throbs like the harsh drumming of a war song

Now it's all numb the world is coldly still

But you are falling unto a dark void bottom

Right at the bottom lies the maws of wrath

Topic(s) of this poem: anger

Form: Prose Poem

Comments about 1. Eaten By Rage by Al Madado

  • Chinedu Dike (10/31/2015 7:51:00 PM)

    A good depiction of the ugly effects of rage, well articulated and insightfully penned in poetic diction with conviction. A lovely poem bristling with knowledge. Thanks for sharing Al. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. (Report) Reply

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  • Ransome Adejugbe (10/28/2015 4:06:00 AM)

    May God gives us the grace to know that anything that anger us is teaching us patience. Well penned. Thanks for sharing Al. (Report) Reply

  • Kelly Kurt (10/27/2015 3:31:00 PM)

    Anger can be consuming and destroy the wrong people. Nicely penned, Al. Thanks (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 27, 2015

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