Poem: If Anger Was

If anger was a person
It would be me
Ranting and raving
Like a lunatic imprisoned
Spitting at the walls
As if it’d make a difference
Anything to feel less than impotent
Yet all the sound and fury
Signifying nothing
Other than a shadow
On the cave wall
Unable to face the world
As it is without the rage
Where it is all hostile
Preventing the touch
That would soften
The harshness of the cage
Built as protection
That creates nothing
But frustration for what I’ve done

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