WRATH

It starts off small and innocent
Then is triggered by an incident.

From simmer to boil in a short time
Ready to erupt on a dime.

A word, a sound, or nothing at all.
Doesn't take much to set off this squall.

The anger, the hate, the utter wrath
Nothing is safe as it runs it path.

The cutting words, the fighting fury
No one looks back as they hide and worry.

What's next? Which way will it fly?
Devastation like a tornado from the sky.

Words are left and hearts are broken.
Apologies are but only a token.

And then it's over - all said and done.
But in it's path no one has won.

The body - sore, exhausted and spent.
The venom spewed, but never meant.

The hurt and pain that are left behind.
The cause and reason no one can find.

All this damage brought by danger
Over just this one burst of anger.