Hysterical

The hysteria that joins us to the present day
Is like the award of a hard day’s work.
My solution to the problem is the same
As all good knowledge, all sacred talk.
A fully able man is given a machine
To entice a ball into rolling and bursting.
My balloon is a similar object, but not rich
Like the rest of us, like old wealth.
One joins a madness to such goals
But inside there is a gun and a dagger.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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