Age the Rage

Anger, such a negative word, isn’t it? But there is an upside to anger as well.

Imagine a wine if you will, it will make you understand better…

Age the Rage

Do you know the upside of anger?

“There isn’t any”, said the man.

With the same belief lived the fool,

Age the Rage, story thus began.

I met a man who was wronged,

By each and every lyrics and rhyme.

We are but characters who never belonged,

But were allotted the chance with time.

He sits at the top of the hill,

Despite falling, despite being pushed off.

While they tried to break his will,

His aged rage was like a wine, a payoff.

Bursting out is letting go of,

The power, the drive that rage brings.

Nurture it for the right stand-off,

Aged Rage doesn’t shout but sings.

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