Angry Today Poem by stu aitken

on a sliding scale of one to ten
how angry does it make you then?

and if you are not prepared to say
ill ask that self same quest again

as angry as a wait on hold
till hell, if not frozen, at least grows cold

as angry as an athletes vein
as they lift the weight and take the strain

as angry as a shopping queue
that see all served apart from you

as annoyed and piqued as piqued can be
as you stand on tip toes in a bid to see

as a fuss and bother ill advised
in getting your point recognised

as irrational road rage at a junction turn
when a manoeuvre indicated becomes a burn

if you see yourself in the scenarios wrought
take solace in this comfort thought

youre not alone on this mortal coil
and there’s plenty more will make blood boil