Bitterness more than anger be?
Today is chill.
As I on the computer type
My hands freeze.
The heater beside me does not solve the chill.
For I am bitter
Yet I be not angered full yet
No red lava pours till now
Though smoke from the vents be issuing:
No, not enough
Anger must flow unbounded full
That I be revolutionary in anger
And then be rebel
And
Strike the fire
And play with fire.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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