“Douse the flames of anger,
control the madness,
engulf your guilt,
build the wreck left behind..”
so said a great man
who never sailed d
sea ,
never fought a war
To him,I replied
“
how can i?
douse my anger,
seeing my men
slaughtered
at my feet
to satisfy
the hound
who sits on the throne..
Control my madness, can i??
if my hopes are dashed
yet smile to a few thousand men..
how can i
let my guilt die??
when i 've killed men
wit mine own hand..
can i build a wrecked ship??
when mine s marooned on land..
oh !!!
little old man,
have you been driven to
despair before ??
have you had men ,turn their swords towards you??
Have you smelt blood on
your hands or laughed at death!!
Dear sir,
its my anger, that drives me
ego ,that
protects me
madness ,That
defines me..
so let it rage on…”
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