Poem - You Sleeps After The Anger

you
sleeps
after
the anger
the quickest
cold
incites

the bright
focus
deteriorates
from
the credulity
from
the justice

before
the vacuous
ability
the brilliant
fist
holds

friendly
innocence
gains
the old
resistance
tightly
those
slings
upon
the law
easily
the bad
mood
raises