Anger Poem by John Florio

Anger
© John

Anger is the most dangerous weapon,
It hurts more the user than the foe;
It eats you alive; it's a gigantic demon,
So there would never be more woe
Than this madness of being on the fire,
Of inflaming inside against your desire.

Flame of anger incandesces in hearts,
That causes you trouble and pain;
The more it catches, the more it hurts,
Boiling inside corrupts your brain.
It burns down to ashes all that's within,
But, can't be seen through the fair skin.

Our enemy is, our anger that we trigger,
Unnecessarily, on the objects vain;
And we make the problems grow bigger;
We lost what we've, nothing gain.
In fact, to get angry is to show weakness,
And plunge self in the spirit of emptiness.