A Smokeless Rage

So it was I ran on that day – full on and hard,
Leaving behind me in my path all thoughts of sickness,
And every one who spoke to me of lack and lovelessness!
What time do I have to lend my ear to fools?
They speak away their power like smoke
That chokes and churns their vision to ash.
Crushing desire as though they be meek
By their smallness and then made big.
I have no time for dying embers such as these!
I will not go out a smoldering flame.
I will burn hot and smokeless in a rage,
And everything that is mine I will consume!

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