this is for you,
or adults who haven’t grown up too.
Don’t let them tell you not to be angry.
This un-sagely advice,
has promised the owners of this world,
a safety and comfort to continue with their oppression.
Anger is the fuel for change.
They want to contain your rage,
bottle discomfort in a cage,
not let you feel outrage,
keep you living on the same page,
they want to stop you from the engage .
They want to control what you feel,
tell you how to do it,
preferably not do it at all.
keep your ability to think, to rise up,
to fight against the system –
staring down a hall,
don’t listen to them,
that’s not tunnel vision,
That…… is some seriously heavy anger.
Staring down a hall is Prozac,
it’s the myriad of other psychotropics,
that numb you,
to the lifeless blank eyes that aren’t you.
They want to suck you,
until you don’t know yourself,
and they can sell you,
a new you,
a happy you,
a team player,
not a naysayer,
a yes sir, no sir, not yes ma’am, no ma’am,
because that would not play into their plans.
God Forbid you should listen to a woman,
because the perfume of the womb that bore you,
can’t be scrubbed off,
but they want to cut you from that too.
Have you seen a woman in labour?
She can be whatever the fuck she wants,
loving, kind, hurt, angry, angry as fuck,
so angry she can punch a 5 kg being out of a 5 cm hole.
That’s fucking anger manifest!
Don’t tell me angry is not beautiful.
Anger, is your fuel,
it is what will keep you inspired to change,
to not stand for trampling of others rights,
to stay up late at nights,
write a stanza or two,
or watch five movies in a row,
until you arrive at the answer you were looking for.
Best of all,
anger shows you still feel something inside,
even if that anger is misplaced,
it can be redirected to something fruitful.
They want you to tone down your words and not use expletives,
and then they’d always find a troll of a white male,
or female with a principal like tone in their voice,
telling you how to say it.
Like ‘go fuck yourself’ isn’t expressive enough for them to understand,
sorry ‘entice yourself to a session of lovemaking with your hand’
just doesn’t cut it.
So fuck off,
or my anger will magically morph from between lips,
to between clenched fists.