Defalcated!

If I were a different man you’d be on your knees begging for mercy.
If my anger were to overwhelm me you might find yourself in the infirmary.
I had that sharp piece of unrefined marble in my fist so close to your face
Your eye, or even your life, might have been erased.
But events that passed, saved your ass
Your accomplice, my feet did grasp. 
I supposed my phone wasn’t worth your eye
I survived, I didn’t cry, and no one died
Rage was tempered not by fear but resolution
that elevated violence was not the solution.
But I dare you to cross my path again.
You just might encounter a different man.