***varying Emotions*** - Poem by Ian Bowen
Anger, done up its laces
and kicked out with iron boots.
Hate, sat on the fence,
scheming its next cunning move.
Love, folded its arms,
watched from a safe distance.
Lethargy, shrugged its shoulders...
who cares anyway?
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