Like a pent-up beast
Rage stands before the audience for a feast
Devouring the souls of calm and felicities
It pounces on the ego of greed.

Arriving shortly with pride by its side
Confessing to make everyone cry
With dialogues full of ire and jealousy
Stoking the embers of discrepancy.

Acing their story with flames of fury
It surely has the people drooling
Blind to the vibes clearly manifest
Rage has become a raging tempest.

And yet...somewhere, faith lits a lamp
Of hope, togetherness and compassion
Seemingly unknown to the forces outside
A revolution is happening softly inside.

A light of humanity will torch the way
And show people to hold the ray
Of honesty, humility, perseverance and dignity
Goodness is always within reach.