Tomorrows anger fuels the fire… #Poetry

stormy night, seen through rainy window
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Outside myself I stand
Under pressure to remain
Reel me back in, hold me
After each lifetime
Great voices call
Evening cloaks the mind
Of outrageous thoughts
Until the voices call, renewed
Standing tall, ready to defend
False accusation from the unseen
Over to you, you scream
Rage burning, tongue held tight
Tomorrows anger fuels the fire
Under dark skies, storm brewed
Never put you hand up, never volunteer
Ending your torment by letting go…

© Anita Dawes 2021