It takes a lot to make me angry
I rarely experience the emotion
True raw anger
I usually feel guilty
Or blame myself
I was wrong, rotten, mean
I caused it.
Angry
Visciously vehemently
My reasons are logical
Yet my thoughts are not
Couldn't logically express them
But through the madness, the scorn is righteous
My feelings are red, bloody red
My heart is black, vile black
I feel no love for your artistry
Your brainwashing
Your enlightenment
I am offended
Offended you think so little
Discouraged and disgusted
My rage is righteous
Head swirling with bursts of bitterness
Feelings I thought I conquered
Feelings I thought were reasoned away
Thank you for awakening my passion
My passion for anger against depravity
My hatred of evil
My furious fight
My anger