Leader Of Revolt

Immense futility surrounds us
With the battlefield of industry.
Great efforts entail greater gains,
But machines produce nothing.

The strikers work like the forces,
Of these forces we gain insight into
Inexpensive methods;
The hollow well sucks us in.

Then honourable men become me,
A horrible and gruesome affair
Has broken into a frenzy,
The frenzy of living in a world of hulks.

This turn of events congratulates me,
Afterwards the eventual return is conspicuous,
The return has appeared for us,
Hilarious and happy is the outcome.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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