Poet Waffle Poem: It is ok to express anger?

I went on Dan Cockerill’s Poet Waffle podcast a week or so ago and read this poem out on my relationship to anger.

On Anger

You’d be more likely to get a poem from me than a punch
A few scribbled lines of verse or a shit sandwich for lunch
There’s no internal Vesuvius waiting to explode
No chucking out time brawl on the road
No smashed glass or slammed doors
No inciting verbal wars

When god gave me a palette of emotions
They left out Angry Red
I got all the Blues though
Blue Black Melancholia
Dark Navy Depression
Delft Blue Downers
But no Red
No chloeric fire for hire
When I needed it
And instead of getting mad
I just got sad

I wish I could have pushed back
Shouted, got cross, raged
Said, This far and no further
I wish I could have blazed
Not vanished for days
Lost so far deep in myself
It would take years to get out

I think anger could have saved me
Made me an unmessable with Medusa; Fearsome, legendary
To be avoided
If I could have shot back, stopped people in their tracks
Called an angry army forth
To encircle and protect me
Instead of retreating

Anger is the face of injustice
Roe vs Wade
Anger when you are your governments’s betrayed
Anger when it should be safe to walk home at night

So call on your thunderous good anger,
This sleeping giant
That will do battle for you
Striding out of a forrest, to defend you
Ancient and there to do what’s right