The Hard Times Poem by Naveed Akram

The hard times need digesting by the overall tactics,
You are winning over water that is briny and shallow;
Offering to delay the spectacle is like a helping hand,
But when do we offer our hands to the hungry few?
Beset by jeopardy, and besieged by worry, a hungry
Pack of wolves are up to no good whatsoever.
They are in danger, not you are in it, for they are you,
You are not them, who devise cunning howling noises
Beaming on the rest of the population like flies on flesh.
The hard ties are the harder lies, of a sound health,
One of the overall triumphs this world has to offer.