Linda Winchell - 'Angry Youth'

Angry youth
can't take the truth
immaturity, blocking all
of lifes receptors.

Spoken from
a pain of one
that had been there, done that
owns life reflectors.

Blockage pause
by minds own chosen cause
not allowing healing to take place.

Rejected by
all who've known
that frown permanently painted
your anger, unwilling to erase.

Move on, get over it
that burden of angers load.
Fermenting in your sweetness
now souring your youthful soul.

Let the God you say does not exist
unfold your fingers
which now seen folded fists.

Before it is too late for you to recover
from the anger you are invoking.
Now hands around necks of others
in angery words you are choking.

Copyright: 2008
Linda Winchell

Linda Winchell

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