When the Small Things Happen

By Andrew R. Duckworth

I am blistering rage
In a soft shell
Breaking from my cage
In a mad hell
When the small things happen.

The Goliaths I can handle,
Give them to a David,
Trust them to the Lord.

But the small things…
But the small things…

I am white hot metal
Flowing over the mold,
Weights against the pedal
Testing what I can hold
When the small things happen.