A Careless Word

A simmering heat, a prickling spark,
A careless word that leaves its mark.
The trust you built, a fragile thing,
Now cracks appear, a discord’s sting.

Blood rushes hot, a rising tide,
Reason’s voice, for once defied.
Anger flares, a burning brand,
Words like weapons, close at hand.

The urge to lash, to push away,
The calm you seek seems far astray.
But wait, a breath, a moment’s pause,
Is this the war you truly choose?

For anger’s fire, though fierce and bright,
Can blind the heart and dim the light.
Step back, rewind, the truth discern,
Is anger’s path the one to learn?

Let understanding take its hold,
Speak with reason, clear and bold.
For even storms eventually cease,
Leaving a space for inner peace.