Tears of Rage
Just take a good look at me now
Such tears of rage crying foul
You know I have seen all sorts of things
And I have a philosophy that these years brings
A pause occurred while the thought was contemplated
This is not how my life was intimated
And the essence is essentially distilled
Into what it was and what I felt and how I am now billed
Let not the tears of rage hold sway.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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