The Gift of Anger.

I am not tired, nor am I lazy.
I am not unjust, nor am I blind.
my anger is not a result of instinct.
it is a result of rationale.

I rationalized, thought about and realized that if I wasn't angry about the death of the innocent, I would be well adjusted to a f*cked up society. A society that is ill-prinicpled and self-absorbed and cares only for their wealth.

I am not adjusted to a f*cked up society, I am it's polar opposite;
staring at it;
studying it's every move;
and preparing to enlighten it.

Shedding light on the moral ills of modern humanity, or lack there of.
Telling people they need to be angry, they need to utilize the one gift of sheer rage - at the only thing worthy of anger - oppression.

Politicians staying quiet,
politicians working strictly for votes
bending backwards for a ballot that will probably score them some points for a short period of time,
but eventually that paper ballot is what will choke them when the scent of children's blood doesn't leave their hands.

I am angry,
rightfully
and for the sake of what is just.

One of these days, my anger will manifest - and you will be angry like me.

and we'll bring back humanity together.