Hatred

his vision went red—
the raw fury he felt
was almost blinding,
and the urge to slam
his fist through the wall
was incredible.
he could feel his blood
racing through his veins,
and his heart was beating
quicker and quicker to
keep up with the surge.
it wasn’t often this feeling
came over him but
when it did,
no one was safe
from the power of
his hatred.