i met a man from pain
a man from suffering
just came from hurts
with fading cuts and bruises
he’s now a man of rage
a man of tortured anger
unlike his past
reach point seventy by seven
no pleasure gained from pain
now hate is felt as hate
simply pugnacity
‘hate’ now gives the pain
his hate he gained from pain
tears won't flow when hurt
but ‘pain’ still exist
© 1989 Darem Placer