Anger from Inside Out

(I was iffy on posting this considering it’s 9/11, but maybe this can have some connection.  To be fair, this day doesn’t get as much special attention as it once did.  I guess it’s fallen into history like Pearl Harbor.  People know about it, but 9/11 feels like a distant memory.  Think it’s rough out there then imagine what it’s like to be in a school where none of the students were alive during the event, so they only know it from history classes.  Anyway, the poem.  I also went out of alphabetical order because there were 3 poems in a row that fit October much better.)

Why do they slam the door
When rage is not at hand
A boom that shakes the house
And reveals where they have gone

I have examined these doors
They work with ease and grace
No fight to keep them closed
Or a failure of the latch

I see dents from their abuse
On door’s edge and on the frame
These portals take a beating
With no reason for the pain

I ask why they slam the doors
Which they deny they ever do
Maybe it is the only way they know
A gentle closing beyond their grasp