They say you’re as strong

As a raging bull,

Trampling all hindrances

On the path that you go.

 

The truth is, I know,

Your anger can’t hide.

Its fury ever raging

Like the indomitable tide.

 

Swell if you must when

Your patience grows thin.

The indisputable place for you

Is lining hell’s bin.

 

Who made you master?

To rule over all,

To authorize my being

Or instigate my fall.

 

Be advised of this, Anger,

I’ll not bow to you,

You’ve had your last bite—

Now choke as you chew.

 

Yes, the Lord has heard

My troubled plea,

He’s drawn a bloodline

Completely around me.

 

You, Spirit of anger, were

Passed down to me.

No more will I yield.

I’m standing with the three.

 

The Father, Son and the

Holy Ghost,

Have secured my whole life.

That’s what I need most.

 

A bully you are ‘cause

You’re programmed to be.

A victim I’m not

As clearly you’ll see.

 

It takes courage for me

To stand up to you,

But I’ve had my fill

And I’m planning a coup.

 

The boys all behind me are

Heaven’s angelic host.

They’re ministers of mine

And they won’t leave their post.

 

Pack up, pull out,

Go through this door.

Get out of my life—

I won’t tolerate you anymore.

 

He left with a scream,

Not wanting to leave,

But he’s out of my life

Along with disease.

 

The last time I saw anger

He was high tailing south;

So take hold of your heart

‘Cause he’s looking for your mouth.

From Teri's Inspirational poetry book, When My Spirit Sings...