Angry with others
Angry with time
Angry with the surrounding things
We all live apart
We live apart from what we know
What we desire for
What we need
We all are stuck in the anguish
Living a life of an idle
The fire of anger is running in the bloodstream
like a demonic spirit
Making us apart from the each other
I wish the anger turn into the love
which brings humans together
I hope the love will wash up all the anger
Turn the idles into the happy faces
I wish the cloud of anger gone away with the love
The darkness spread by anger is only removed by the love
My heart is always praying for the love
Because love can perish the world
About the Creator
I AM
This is not who I thought I would be. Before my family was captured and forced into slavery, I had aspirations of becoming a wealthy business owner or possibly a scholar and philosopher. Becoming a warrior was the furthest thing from my mind. Unfortunately, our Roman conquerors had other plans.
By Mark Gagnon2 days ago in Fiction
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