A Poem
Crackle! Sputter! Snap!
Crackle! Sputter! Snap!
The anger burns and burns,
Devouring all good there ever was.
A war declared upon the world,
By the ego sitting on its solitary throne,
With an army of one and,
Sentences loud and ill-formed.
Curse, crush! Curse, crush!
No words placate the angry fire,
Only…