There is a force that I have felt so many times, anger, not rage.
It encourages me when I let it. It leads me to take action,
Actions that cannot be undone, actions that remind
Me of tracks made by a survivor of an avalanche,
Unscathed by the power of the rumble.
Steps coming from nowhere leave their mark in the snow
Screaming I'm still here you thought you had me
Emotions keep rollin' out of control;
"I Have A Dream..."
Anger is never good? Depends on the angle.
If eloquently portrayed it might even pass as an expression of love.
The word "love" is too pretty for me,
I'd rather say it plain,
Doesn't love produce the worst kind of pain?
In a world where violence outlines the day
Don't confuse anger with hate:
Hate produces anguish
Anger can produce change;
Change is good.
