My Gentle Rage

I will not quiet my gentle rage. I will not repress it, or ignore it, nor allow it to control me.

I will love it and nurture it.

I will hold and caress it

I will shape it and change it. Let it grow as I feed it the knowledge which sustains it.

I will mold my gentle rage.

I will cut away the rot and cherish the ripe.

I will guide my gentle rage, as it will guide me.

I will set it alight and sing it sweet songs

So the whole world may see the bright spark of my dissent.

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