In Rage

It happens within rage …

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Tony DeLorger © 2016

It happens within rage,
within the venting scowls of self-denial,
when all is the blame,
all else but we, the causation of wrong,
and so we bluster the world with words chilled,
so cold of intent and heartless sewn,
in manifest ignorance, a childlike innocence,
to a wicked and thoughtless throne.

Oh, how easy ’tis the gauntlet thrown,
to tempt the truth to revelation,
in guise of someone else’s wrong
we limp to victims sanctuary,
lording right in Godlike assessment,
all along a self-investment,
pretending we are more perfect than
lost in parlous, grandiose plans.

An still the rage wells up in fire,
brandished flames of deepest denial,
and we hold ourselves to ransom for
the comfort of delusions whore,
and innocence is neither sweet or true,
our lust for secrets an accepted due,
yet truth comes back to bite the lie,
and we can’t hold forever s eye.

Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au
videos on YouTube and book sales on website thoughtsforabeautifulmind.com, Amazon and digitalprintaustralia.com.au/bookstore

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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au videos on YouTube and book sales on website thoughtsforabeautifulmind.com, Amazon and digitalprintaustralia.com.au/bookstore

6 thoughts on “In Rage

  • May 18, 2016 at 12:01 PM
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    My friend I’ve seen the rage within, a beast comes out to puke all over another’s self esteem. I’ve been witness to the foul tongues of misdirected love and feelings upon the innocence of a child and mother. The demonic twist of pointed tongue, sharp as a two edged sword bestows it’s mark and cut’s so deeply wounding it’s victims sanity. Oh the tears I’ve cried as a boy, teen and young adult from such a venomous tongue. Words can kill, harm, brutalize, as much as a punch to the face. Rage takes over many, they lose their minds for instances and then a calm comes back and one would never know who this split personality really is. Words sparked from tongues malicious, can kill the very soul of it’s victims. Well penned Tony, you brought forth what RAGE evokes.

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    • May 19, 2016 at 1:40 AM
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      Thanks Vincent, we are all seeded with rage, below the surface and waiting for an opportunity to release. Glad you appreciated my thoughts. Cheers!

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  • May 18, 2016 at 6:31 PM
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    Powerful stuff, Tony. Glad I was able to catch this one. I look forward to reading you, but I must confess, sometimes (much of the time), I run out of time. I’m all for increasing a day to 30 hours. What do you think? Thanks again, my friend.

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    • May 19, 2016 at 1:41 AM
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      Thanks Bill, I know what you mean, I often struggle with posting and reading everyone’s work; time is our master I guess. Glad you appreciate my work. Take care.

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  • May 18, 2016 at 9:03 PM
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    Strongly stated and oh, so true, Tony. We can choose to be victims or rise above it. Your poetry always comes across powerfully and very meaningful. Another great piece.

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  • May 19, 2016 at 1:44 AM
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    Thank you kindly Phyllis, glad you enjoyed my thoughts. Take care.

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