I must learn to control my anger
Control my anguish
Control my angst
Ranting and raving and complaining
Can all be counterproductive
I really should learn to be complacent
To become apathetic towards myself and my world
To turn into a stone, or at least a vegetable.
I’d likely make a terrible vegetable.
Probably something poisonous.
I was always taught that right is right
Left is left. Unless it’s my left. Right?
Is there anything left?
I think I’m wrong.
The left can’t be on the right, can it?
Unless you turn around.
Then what was left is now right. And what was right is now left.
I’m getting dizzy
I don’t want to fight.
And I have a bulldozer coming a little too close
And it’s advancing.
On the other side of me is a very long cliff-drop,
And the bulldozer’s driver is suicidal
And fully intends to drive his bulldozer
Over the edge
But he’s insisting on sending me down with him!
Argueing for the sake of argueing and
Fighting for the sake of fighting is pointless.
Anger is natural, and a normal response to stimuli that irritate a person.
Different stimuli affect different people in different ways.
But anger has also a chemical component
A naturally produced component that is extremely addictive
And many people become addicted
To being angry
Which is why anger management is a necessity.
I’ve learned somewhat how to manage my anger, but not entirely.
I know some people who are always yelling and screaming at me
About things that make hem angry
And they love to yell at me, and see me squirm and cringe
Because I don’t react much to other people’s anger.
Well, that’s not exactly true.
Stop yelling at me
About the idiot customer who forgot to tip you this morning,
And about the coworker who got in your way and cut you off
Or about how I never do the dishes when I do them all the time
Or about how I’m not pulling my weight when I have been all along
Or about how other people aren’t pulling their weight
There are even people out there
Who think I’m guilty of everything
No chance of any possibility
If it happened centuries before I was born,
If it happened somewhere I have never been to,
If it happened anywhere or any time I wasn’t there
I have no patience for stupidity in traffic,
I have no patience for traffic or stupidity or things and people who are in my way,
blocking me from what and where I’m going to
People who tell me to be patient when they just waste my time!
Then there are the swindlers, the liars, and the cheats
The psychotic upheavals
There is war in the streets
In some places.
But the news media only publishes
What the man wants you to know
So some celebrity’s underwear photo
Eclipses a war.
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