Untamed Anger

The days
They wax hot
Like the passions
Of men

They're driven
By an unseen force
Powerful
Yet destructive

They've become fevered
With an anger
An internal turmoil
That has now
Become rage

One that lashes out
In hate
And in despair
Seeking a reprieve
But failing to find it

Blaming all............. but themselves

Looking
For an answer
But in the wrong places

Not seeing the faces
Of those they've hurt
Or
Of those who have fallen

Leaving them to rot
Leaving them to the decay
Of this world

The very place
Which is so morally
Unsound

The heat
It seems unbearable
But
We can overcome
Setting our sights
On the higher ground

Where the coolness
Can reach us

This deluge
Of hate
Will be driven back
Giving way
To a harmony
That will sooth the very soul
Of men

The sacrifice of many
Will weigh heavy
On the few
No one wants to listen
Until it's to late

No one wants to see

The days
Wax hot
Like the passions
Of men

But they don't have to end
In untamed anger