Anger

Below is a poetic description of what happened to me last night... All of the details are true, except for one part. Can you guess?

She steps on the bus

Cursing the world

Words so violent

It caused stomachs to curl

 

Every F-word

And even more in between

The sound of nails and dirt

And more, so obscene

 

Loud and clear

The roar of the insane

A thousand words

Pierced with anger and pain

 

Depression, obsession

"Stop polluting the air

You have a response?

I really have no care"

 

"See this finger

You're not worth my breath

But I'll keep cursing

Until there is none leftt

 

Every year

It's all the same

Kids with no respect

Playing at this game

 

"Just drop me off

I don't want this anymore"

Oops, the bus hit her

And she is dead on the floor.