Anger finds always its reasons to be, br And sometimes may use a more powerful voice br Than it really possesses; as birds fluff their feathers br In mock-deadly duels, when choosing a mate. br br But anger too, has it's own place and time, br Though it is made weak, by continual use; br Like the hand always lingers, over the Queen br Feinting the win, in a tired game of chess. br br If you would choose rightly, which to forget br And which to lose sleep, while it plots it's revenge, br The kind of anger that's best not ignored: the kind br Says no word; counting all your heartbeats.