21/05/2023
Intro
War and Rage
Sitting here listening to the Beatles crawl through my brain.
Watching the rain stream down from the sky, washing away the day as it calms my soul.
The glass of whiskey, each sip, eases my mind.
A cigar is being lit more for smell and experience than the pollution it fills my lungs with.
Once these things are set, the demons are put to rest, and my mind can focus on what is at task.
Most say I am always calm; those who know me know I dance a fine line between rage and stillness.
For if they knew the war that rages within, always has, none would ever come near.
We all do things that are expected; some handle, some internalize, all carry the burden of war within.
Some find ways to cope, an inner circle to balance life and family.
But all are on the brink of that war escaping again.
The rage and need to continue, the work is never done, the war is still out there.
You train and exercise to become what is needed, war, and when war can no longer use you. What are you?
You are still rage ready to go, with no war.
No release, a rifle with no ammo.
So stillness and quiet is my peace.
Letting the rage envelop me in the peace, let it take over and release.
Allowing it to surpass and life to continue.
Being a vessel of war and rage, always on the brink, no longer able to let the war out.
Coming Soon Collecting Scars by Shawn Quibell
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