Utraque Irae

A poem about two of wrath's forms.

I am rage

and you are grudge

I am wraths actions

and you

wraths unwillingness

to budge

I bring disaster

and you grow the hate

I stir up the action

and you contemplate

I destroy others

and you destroy yourself

I break hearts and make

people cry

While you fuel the anger

Keep the fire in their eyes

I am the bullet who

destroys others life’s for fun

You’re the one that destroy

your own host,

The last bullet in wrath’s gun