Red Mist

Red Mist

By Frank Bolaji Irawo

How infuriating is that?

How dare they speak to me like that?

I won’t be taking that lying down

I am going to stand up for my rights!

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth

Humanity reduced, blind and toothless

Enshrouded in the red mist

Feeling powerless to end the cycle

Maybe there is a better way

Not so far out of reach

Much closer than we think

To consider what drives what we speak

To alter the spirit in which we are heard

To capture the heart of those who hear

Words so crafted to win head and heart