My Rage

I only started to be free When I truly looked inside of me, I then discovered that in my cage Contained all my hate and all my rage. I was a wild animal pacing back and forth Going from south and then to the north, Then when I finally connected all the dots I then realized the cage was my thoughts. My thoughts were the bars Caged inside were to be my memoirs, Filled with my temper, my fury and my violence Those feelings I could not ever silence. I so badly wanted to remove my rage and hate So, I then began to meditate, I wanted my rage and my hate to cease My soul needed peace. I was so tired feeling like a wild animal I wanted to be calm, proud, forgiving and rational, Then I happily returned to church once again Then I knew Jesus forgave me of my sin. Now I am a different man Now I don't seek revenge, pain or bedlam, I truly have no rage no more I have released the animal, from the cage's door. Randy L. McClave