Anger

It begins
From the most trivial of incidents
and it grows
in the abundant soils of our minds
being the energetic sapling that it is
and it thrives on our hidden jealousies (?)
and it stares reason in the face
with dominance
and it matures
until finally reaching
a climatic stage
and erupts
violently
before
retreating in the shame
of the realisation of its own existence.
Its primitiveness remains forever in us.

04.10(?).97