Helping Poem by Naveed Akram

He returned an hour too late,
This was with the manager;
He returned so late to agitate,
But the manager was sloppier.

To help him we do not help,
The help from the manager was great
As the fellow began to yelp,
These men discovered how to compensate.

Helping is the winning, like sport,
That this aid is greater than an escort;
We help only in times of trouble
For they need our dangers governable.