Rage, You Tiny Beast

Did you know
that we could
see you; and
the glorious rage
you try to hide?
The violent shades
of you peppered
into pleasantries
that you don’t
really mean,
we see it,
and we love it.
Don’t you dare
be ashamed
of your fire;
it is the blaze
that fuels us all.
Rage,
you tiny beast,
and burn
before the souls
that blaze
back in
to you.