Anger like a volcano
starts with pressure below,
Magma builds below the Earth’s crust
and is pushed up and starts the flow.
The “ring of fire” volcanoes sit on
follow the bed of the Pacific deep,
and when one plate slides under ‘nother
the pressure grows and lava seeps.
Anger too sits on fires aburning,
we’re spring-loaded to erupt,
as life’s pressures build within us
our plates move and we eruct.
Is the world pure anger
just waiting to explode?
It seems anger’s all around us
though so often it implodes.
We get angry over nothing
we can quickly load and aim,
road rage just one example,
many causes, many claims.
All the wars that anger’s started,
untold billions buried before their time;
anger’s destroyed nations, families, marriages,
like cancer once metastazied, hard to confine.
Soon after Adam bit the apple
Cain killed Abel, anger won;
So angers been ’round forever,
though it’s not a one and done.
Volcanoes can’t be prevented,
anger’s always about to show
but what we believe about ourselves
helps activate our self-control.
We think “man” is very rational
but in truth we just react;
what we feel, what we believe
determines how we face the facts.
Anger itself is not a bad thing
it warns of dangers just ahead,
but like dynamite must’b handled carefully,
we must stop, think, and use our heads.
Even though the world seems angry
it doesn’t have to be,
if enough of us act wisely,
turn the cheek and do good to our enemies.
The opposite of anger is to placate,
always looking for the good, setting self aside,
advancing the cause of others, letting our agenda die,
being agreeable, forgiving, letting love rule and decide.