Unhinged

A man jumped on the subway tracks,

Delaying every train.

He paced and shouted; people asked him

What he hoped to gain.

He ranted incoherently

Yet strangers offered aid,

Despite the fact that they’d be late

For plans they might have made.

As minutes passed, nobody

Could convince him he should stop

But he climbed up at last

Where he was handcuffed by a cop.

Reporters called the man “unhinged,”

As good a word as any

For lately, that description

Might apply to far too many.