People say, “Anger is bad.
Don’t get upset, don’t get mad.
If you get angry, it’s not good at all.
You’d better get anger under control.”

And so I did that when I was seven.
I hid my anger from the eyes of heaven.
No matter what would happened to me,
I remained peaceful for the world to see.

I thought I had no anger but now I clearly see,
that this hidden anger kept growing within me.
Each human emotion is just like a child
it needs our attention and a loving heart.

So I noticed my anger, accepted its rage,
allowed it to speak up, wrote page after page.
And I learned something special, that anger can be
a source of inspiration, and resource for me.

People say spiritual beings are what we are.
But I’m simply a human with all of my sides,
spiritual, physical, love and anger too.
Would a rainbow be a rainbow

                                  if it only had blue?