The Pounding Fist

A person with an iron fist is one of the hardest to like in this world. Few people can accept dictatorship.

We all run into people and superiors with a "my way or the highway" attitude. They do so out of insecurity and a need for power. 

Managing people with a misplaced need for power over another human being is tricky. One needs a lot of composure. There is a need to establish common ground. One must also know when to disengage, redirect conversations, and encourage collaboration.

It's difficult to prevent the iron fist from swinging, but here's a start. Enjoy this sonnet. 

The iron fist that swings with force

Pounds, vigour not needed

Forges ahead with calls to pause

Cries to stop unheeded

To hold the swing, a task complex

Requires unending calm

Even then, it still reacts

Swaying unbridled arm

Momentum of swing, a second's wane

To get the swing to stop

A moment comes to ease the pain

And halt the pounding rock

Fist pushed away art to deflect

Still harder art to reconnect.