The devils of anger
sit high on their thrones
throwing their gavels
and breaking my bones
I revert to the place
where to me it began
Running and sinking
my feet in the sand
The same face takes on
so many forms
I seek peace
in the wake of the storms
This shadow of hate
follows closely behind
Hiding stealth then quickly
raping what’s mine
I gather the pieces
to return to my chest
Perhaps you are right
I deserve nothing less.
Copyright ©: Margaret Marie Hubbard
End of the poem
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