What About Anger

©Lydia Lord

What about anger, how does that fit in
I used to think that it just meant hittin’
I used to get mouthy
Used to go pout
Now I look for ways of workin’ it out
One of the benefits of this old age
Life’s too short now to get in a rage
When they rage today, why like as not
One has a gun, and the other gets shot

I gotta say guns always made me nervous
Faced that fact when I got in the service
Drill instructor got a big surprise
Cause I couldn’t shoot a gun ‘less I closed my eyes

With all the violence the world has gone to
I never held a gun, and I never want to
Allow me to offer some good direction
You ought to have a gun for your own protection