Anger

I have every right to be angry.   Who are you to say I don't?   I can be pissed if I want to.   I can be happy if I want to.   Lately, I have been fighting anger.   Anger at people who are not worth my emotions.   Anger at a society who refuses to acknowledge a problem.   Anger with life. 
I am fortunate because I can rationalize myself from this place but some powwow can't.  
I want my baby back.   Why can't he come back?   Because death is permanent, forever, never ending.  
I can let anger consume me or I can get stronger from it.  
I choose to be stronger from it.