Rage

R
I smile
It’s a masked smile
But you can’t tell
I’m a placid man
Of calm serenity
I keep myself civilised
Restrained, contained
Congenial, courteous
And urbane; a polite man
Not shabby in society
Yet there are times
I would prefer
To throw a tantrum
Foam at the mouth, and
Fly off the handle
I’d like to chuck a hissy fit
Blow a fuse
Fret and fulminate
I’d like to rave and roar
Scream and seethe
I’d like to yell and holler
Bawl and bellow
Swear and shout
For once, just once
I’d like to go beserk
Excuse me,
I’m not really like that
I don’t know what came over me
I keep my rage to myself

It’s not for you to see

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