Plus, we appear irrational

Anger is like a giant wave -

We can surf it to solid land
Or
we can let it wipe us out.

Anger isn’t fuel, it’s acid.

We are not righteous warriors,
we are slaves kneeling under it.

Don’t be a slave.

Ride it, feel it, forget it.

Thanks to artist Gaynor Kane and Paul Brooks of The Wombwell Rainbow for this prompt.