Ferocious like a hungry lion
Vexation the eye of your spirit
Blood rage with fire
Terrible at laying down strategies
Dressed in robe of impatience and anger
Your mouth flowing like river
Pouring every word without weighing
Hurting every entity around
Listen with your twain antenna
Run to the temple of silence
And enroll in the department of self control
Critically follow every instruction
For silence dwell in mastery
As to where, when and how to speak
