Tension


In a world of cutthroat 
Competition
Tension is a malady
Too common
To ignore;
Often
Inherited from
Parents
Who themselves may have
Received the DNA
From their own;

I am a past master 
In building tension
Even if there is none,
A fertile and overactive
Imagination, ironically,
Coupled with unimaginative
Handling of stress
Can build up tension
In a rush;

Ignoring personal health while
Worrying too much
About the world,
In general
And the future,
In particular
Is an assured path to 
A nervous breakdown;

It is not as if I don’t care
I do, but I have an
Uncanny affinity
Between external stress
And natural home-grown,
organic tension;

I am beginning to love the tension
In me
And striving to build it in others
Because I believe in
Sharing
And passing it on to
Others who are
Not so lucky;

Building tension
Is an art
Come to me
I’ll only be too happy
To pass on the 
Nuances.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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