Poem: The Rage Within Me By Orville Lloyd Douglas.

It is bubbling beneath the surface this discontent, this irritation is  like a cancer that has no cure.

This pain burns across flesh like a hot iron dipped in fire.

Illogical comments, sentences, statements are more violent than bones being crushed  during a car accident.

No understanding just ignorance is the way this game is played.

I won’t wait for another moment to be politically correct.

If my words could kill I would murder millions.