My ANGER

Mold my anger to an object So i may show my rage with a crafts man work So i may save my sword of splitting a man's blood Mold my anger to an object So I may not dirty my hands So I can reduce my sins So I may see my self in the favour of my lord As he said if one is to hit one cheak give them the other Do not return bad bad cause two wrong do not not make a right Mold my anger to an object Lord calm my spirit For I don't desire to became an animal and burst out in rage Lord calm my spirit So the blood of those who signed me may not come back to me Mold my anger to an object But how shall you calm my anger As it reds my eyes Sharpens my teeth and sword Tied's my tongue And the spirit of anger makes me think Violence is the only way to peace