Anger

ANGER

Even from this far away
I can feel the heat of your anger
Like an approaching summer storm
You collude with the elements
It is still, silent, humid at first

There is something brooding
Beyond the clouds and fury gathers
In the distance sending the birds
Screaming through the sky, they fly
Through the heavy air

On the ground small animals scurry
Back into their burrows. For your anger
Is as vicious as a wild cat. It bares its teeth
It tears down the walls of my town and fells
Every tree in my forest.