Ashamed of My Temper
When I have lost my temper.
I have lost my reason too.
I’m never proud of anything, Which angrily I do.
When I have talked in anger
And my cheeks were flaming red,
I have always uttered something
Which I wish I had not said.
In anger I have never done
A kindly deed or wise,
But many things for which I felt I should apologize.
In looking back across my life
And all I’ve lost or made,
I can’t recall a single time
When fury ever paid.
So I struggle to be patient,
For I’ve reached a wiser age;
I do not want to do a thing
Or speak a word in rage.
I have learned by sad experience
That when my temper flies
I never do a worthy deed,
A decent deed or wise.
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