I sent out a little anger
Then a little hate
What then came flowing back to me
Won't be at heaven's gate
I threw a little tantrum
I kicked in the wall
Just a simple few of these-
No one liked me after all
I screamed at my neighbor
Stomped on the floor
Waited 'round forever
For some knocking on my door
I yelled for perfection
No foul up to take in
When I made my own mistake
It seemed a major sin
Always wanting my own way
No one else to cheer
In face of life's reality
I was full of desperate fear
I made my little bed
Primmed my little nest
Created here my own little world
It was worse than second best
Very nice poem Ray, Yes! we certainly reap what we sow! My boys are my seads and I nurture them, day by day, as all parents want, in the hope they will flourish, in adulthood. Charged emotions, directed positively can reap wonderful benefits too though. It's just managing it. All the best in 2006 10 from Tai
This is great..........can definitely feel your frustration! :) Sincerely, Mary
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wow, so energic, so powerful, autocritisism, stubborness, an amazing piece! 10! ~~Elya Thorn~~