Emotional Bomb

When Anger Finds Its Source
One's inner clouds
Render cushions of comfort.
Rain becomes a cleansing.
Internal sweat asking to be understood.

Amidst this duplicity,
Children might say, "What happened?"
"These big people are so unpredictable."
"Why are they so nice all of a sudden?"

Accepting anger is resolve's first step.
Feelings become normal,
Impressions are accepted
For what they truly are:
Impressions,
Points of view,
Simply
More Kramers vs. Kramers of the world.

Yes

When anger finds its source,
Love/hate merges as one,
Seeking not some desperate anchor.

Instead…

Mutual consciousness awakens,
Recognizing differences
As mere layers of experiences
Vying for acknowledgment,
Not battle.

Interesting,
This emotional bomb.

Without a fuse,
Such a bomb remains dormant,
Difficult to ignite.