Thrust upon

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  • Anger

    Thrust upon
    Thrust upon me without warning
    this anger swells within
    I do not know from where it comes
    I do not know how it will end

    Thrust upon me on a cloudless day
    when all should be so well
    I wonder if on such a fine day
    I should send myself to hell

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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