Anger

The angry heart does know no peace,
the fires burn and nothing can ease,
the feeling for violence great or mild,
for Anger strikes the man, woman and child;

When we give way to our temper,
Our reason this beast will hamper,
and make us throw caution to the wind,
for Anger is truly a hideous fiend;

So we have to tame and tell,
this fiendish creature to go to hell,
We must train our thoughts to rise above,
Animal Feelings to Gracious Love.



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