Develop the skill
To remain still on a hostility hill
Controlling patrols of your will
When the urge to lash out
As rage rains showers of doubt
Tempting the empty vessel of clout to pout
Reign in your bouts and clouts of acrimony anger
To reap handsome dividends longer
Than lapses of haughty hunger
Urging the unwise action to respond
To tantrums from a pestilence pond
Where frustration and recrimination correspond
To a valley of risible results
Springing from catastrophe catapults
Embraced and stressed by addiction adults
Too truculent to think
Too boastful to blink
Too wistful to wink
Until reality strikes home
Demanding weakness and nastiness depart from the devotion dome
To live its dwindling days outside Rome
Where its presence becomes inimical
Its substance grows quizzical
Its attitude critical, comical and cynical
Prompting society and sobriety
To send truculence to Coventry notoriety
Where truculence surrenders its impropriety
Begging on bended knees for forgiveness
From society whose vats of protectiveness
Reach out to pardon truculence unattractiveness and repulsiveness.
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