Bad Temper

by

Satish Kakri

Temper, thy very name is bad,
You wane out wisdom,
Make me mad.

Whoever, fool gave you birth
To spoil solace, prevent
Peace on earth.

Greater damage; you
Cause on mind,
Degenerating humans, to
The beastly kind!

Bad temper, you are like
A foolish dog,
Who barks at friends,
And then, he slogs.

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